Betty’s POV
“Why are you staring at me like that?” I asked, turning to Darius, who seemed to be drilling holes into me with his eyes.
“You’re beautiful,” he said simply, his voice low but steady.
My heart skipped a beat, pounding heavily against my chest. What did he just say? I wondered in disbelief. My mouth felt dry, then quickly filled with saliva, and I swallowed hard.
Not knowing how to respond, I looked away from him. Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I quickly sat up, clutching the duvet tightly to my chest. I tried to rise from the bed, but a sharp stinging pain throbbed between my thighs. The memory of last night flashed in my mind, making my face burn even hotter.
Awkwardly, I made my way toward the bathroom, holding the duvet close as though it could shield me from Darius’s ga
