Grace woke up suddenly in the middle of the night.
She listened carefully and realized the faint noise that had startled her was coming from the door.
Someone was trying to open it from the outside, but no matter how they twisted the doorknob, it wouldn’t budge.
Grace, still groggy, closed her eyes again, a slight smirk forming on her lips.
Before falling asleep, she thought smugly: Good thing I had the foresight to lock the door. Want to sneak into my bed, Vincent Fisk? Not a chance!
As she drifted back into sleep, a soft sound came from the balcony. A tall figure had jumped onto it and gently opened the door that connected the balcony to her bedroom.
Vincent quietly walked to the bed and gazed at the sleeping Grace, his eyes tracing her features inch by inch, as if trying to fill t
