Lydia pov.
I stood by my window, gazing outside, observing Kat behaving like a boss, treating the maids poorly and wickedly. I was uncertain about how to ensure she'd leave this castle.
The more I observed her, the more my anger intensified, and the yearning to confront her grew.
She looked up at the window, spotted me, and waved. I simply stood there, not reciprocating the gesture.
Turning away, I walked back to my bed, contemplating how to escape this unbearable situation.
After pondering for a while, I stood up, leaving the room. Loneliness engulfed me; it seemed only Edward and the Alpha were approachable, unless that troublesome woman decided to cause havoc.
Roaming the castle, my thoughts drifted to imagining life after giving birth to my child. The anticipation of meeting my b
