STELLA
Sunrays crawling into the room through a c***k in the thick curtains woke me up. Xavier’s hand is still on me. Protecting and holding me in place by his side. It’s been three days since the masquerade, and we spent every minute together.
Today is the last day until our little pact ends, and I have to make a decision. He knows it, I know it, and it’s hanging above our heads like the knife of the guillotine, ready to snap and end both of us any second.
At midnight, when the clock strikes twelve, I will turn 18. And we will know for sure. Or so Xavier thinks.
He’s been a perfect gentleman to me. We sleep in one bed every night, but he hasn’t laid a finger on me. And… and waking up in his arms, I feel like the happiest girl alive. Not to mention that it’s best for safety reasons.
