Raven’s Pov
It had been two days since I arrived in Silvercrest, and I already hated everything about this place.
Well—almost everything. I’ll admit the bedroom was heavenly. The bed? Soft enough to swallow me whole. The tub? A personal slice of paradise. And the clothes? Let’s just say I wasn't mad at the wardrobe. But aside from that, Silvercrest was dull, stiff, and reeked of polished lies.
Still, when I woke up that morning, I told myself I’d give the place a shot. Not because I wanted to, but because staying locked up in that luxurious room was starting to feel like a slow, silk-wrapped death. So, I decided I’d move around. Explore. Maybe even try to pretend I wasn’t counting the hours until I could leave.
I took my bath—long, hot, and full of scented oils—and then slipped into so
