Tristan noticed what I did and said, “I told Tala to take off your dress so you could be comfortable in your sleep.”
A wave of relief washed over me—at least he hadn’t seen my body. I glanced at him, my voice barely a whisper as I asked, “Can I go back to school now, please? I have an exam to prepare for.”
I missed my friend. I missed my room. That was the only place I had ever known peace—where I had found a glimpse of happiness in my miserable life.
“You don’t have to go to school anymore,” Tristan said. “I have enough money to take care of you and our pup when the time comes. And don’t worry about your friend—you’ll only be talking to me from now on. No one else.”
His tone was controlling, final, like his word was law.
I swallowed hard, struggling to suppress the fragile, trembling
