Helena dozed off without realizing it and woke up just before 9 PM. Her stomach began to rumble with hunger, prompting her to get out of bed and head to the kitchen.
As she stepped out of her room, she was hit by the chill of the night air. She wrapped her arms around herself as she hurried into the kitchen.
Helena paused briefly when she saw the kitchen light was on, but she thought her mother might have forgotten to turn it off.
She stepped over the threshold and walked straight to the dining area, but was jolted by a deep voice.
“Hungry?”
Helena was paralyzed before slowly gathering her composure and turning to face the source of the voice.
Alexander, in gray pajamas, stood tall beside the refrigerator.
She felt an urge to flee, not wanting to face the cruel man, but she couldn't
