The bedroom was just a wall away from the guest room.
Her heart slowly chilled.
It felt like the light that had been slowly dragged down by the darkness, as though being pulled beyond the horizon—everything extinguished…
Candice finished her shower and lay on the bed, ready to sleep.
She closed her eyes, trying to regulate her breathing. But as she drifted off, thoughts of a certain man slowly began to invade her mind—until they completely occupied her thoughts and even her breath.
She became frustrated and turned to her side, warning herself not to think about him anymore! Tomorrow, she would change her motto to Iron-heart!
That's right!
He was just a man who looked good, smelled nice, and had been pampering her for a few nights! She would never let herself get tangled up over him!
