Charlotte Sanguinite POV:
It’s the wetness of my cheek that makes me stir.
Groaning, I opened my eyes and saw Robert’s face. For a brief moment, I felt confused and dizzy. And then, I register the pain. Along with the pain come the memories of what happened.
I tried to sit up, but Robert held me down. “Easy. Not yet. You’re in no condition to move.”
“I have to—I have to see the damage.”
“Don’t worry about it.” He strokes my hair. “I’ve taken care of it." You need to rest.”
“Arabella?”
“Gone. "I didn’t kill her.” Robert’s eyes harden as he tells me that. I let out a sigh of relief, and he gave me a strange look. “She was going to kill you, Charlotte.”
I closed my eyes, my heart heavy. “I’m a fool.”
“I won’t disagree with you right now,” Robert murmurs, but his tone is soft and gent
