Cloudy sunlight poured through the curtains.
Liora groaned softly as she buried her face beneath the blanket.
"My head..."
She slowly opened one eye.
This wasn't her room.
The walls were dark walnut.
The sheets smelled faintly of cedar and sandalwood.
She sat upright.
"...Caelan's room?"
Panic flashed across her face.
She quickly looked down.
She was still wearing yesterday's dress.
Her heels sat neatly beside the bed.
Nothing else seemed out of place.
She exhaled.
"What happened?"
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Downstairs...
The smell of fresh coffee filled the manor.
Mrs. Agnes looked up from the kitchen.
"Oh, you're awake."
Liora smiled awkwardly.
"Morning..."
Mrs. Agnes tried very hard not to smile.
"Mr. Ashford is in the garden."
"He said to let you sleep."
Liora frowned.
"Did... I em
