Chapter 35: Don’t Confuse It
The palace was quiet again.
Too quiet for what had happened the night before.
Monica sat near the window of her assigned room, staring at the gardens below without really seeing them.
Her mind kept replaying fragments she couldn’t fully control.
Alexander’s voice.
His hands at her waist.
The way he stopped when she said “stop.”
That part stayed with her the most.
Not because it was intense—
but because he actually stopped.
Immediately.
A soft knock broke her thoughts.
“Come in,” she said quietly.
The door opened.
Alexander stepped inside.
Composed.
Perfectly dressed.
As if nothing had happened at all.
Monica blinked slightly.
“…You’re acting normal.”
“I am normal.”
That answer made her sit up slightly straighter.
Because it was too clean.
