The first rays of dawn crept through the window, casting a pale light across the room. Angela stirred, the remnants of last night's passion still tingling on her skin, but now, as reality began to seep in, so did a deep sense of dread.
The room, once a sanctuary, felt different now. Heavier, as if the weight of last night's secrets had seeped into the walls. She blinked her eyes open, her mind racing to piece together fragments of what had happened. The soft touch of Edmund's hands, the intensity in his eyes, the way she had surrendered to him completely. It was both intoxicating and terrifying.
She sat up slowly, the blanket sliding off her bare shoulders, revealing the skin still warm from his touch. For a brief, fleeting moment, the memory of their forbidden encounter sent a pul
