~HUNTER~
The house was dark when I pulled into the driveway, my headlights cutting through the midnight air like accusations.
Vincent's words echoed in my head: ‘Go get your woman.’ But as I sat there, engine ticking as it cooled, doubt crept back in like a fog.
What if she wouldn't listen? What if I had already destroyed whatever trust we had built?
I made my way through the back entrance, planning to head straight to the servants' quarters. I had to try….had to at least apologize for today, even if she slammed the door in my face.
But as I passed the kitchen, I stopped dead.
Celine stood at the island, her back to me, reaching up into the cabinet for something.
She wore a short nightshirt that barely grazed her thighs, and her dark hair hung damp against her shoulders, clearly f
