Adelaide
I moved down the staircase slowly, one hand trailing along the banister. The house was still—too still. No summons had come from Lord Ashworth the night before.
I had waited with bated breath for someone to storm into my room. I had been too scared to fall asleep, but when time passed and no one came, I sighed in relief.
My thoughts kept wandering to her, Ophelia. I replayed the moment we shared more times than I could count: her intense eyes that looked at me like she could see deep inside my soul; the tension in the room when she helped me take off my clothes.
At first, I thought I imagined it. Maybe it was nothing, but I saw her eyes darken when I got naked...
And then her compliment. My cheeks turned red just thinking about it. My lips curled into a small smirk. I was too
