I heard the footsteps and shut my eyes. My heart pounded loudly, I counted the beats. The footsteps stopped, not far from the bedside. I stayed still, my eyelids pressed tight, pretending to be asleep. He was quiet for a moment, probably observing me.
“Get up.” His hoarse voice commanded.
I ignored him, didn't move an inch; Instead, I shut my eyes tighter, hoping he'd leave If I stayed still. But Aldwin wasn't going to fall for my act.
“I said, get up.” This time, his voice was stern.
Gently, I pulled the cover aside and sat up, playing sleepy.
“You're back.”
“Keep the act to yourself. I knew you were awake.”
“Now…” he sat on the bed. “Ralph Townsend.” He gave me a knowing look.
I felt a knot in my chest. I kept my expression even, but my heart was racing. Why was he calling Ralph
