THIRD PERSON’S POV
Wendy knelt on the cold, hard floor with her head bowed so low it nearly touched the ground. She knew Draco was the only one who could help her. Tears streamed down her face, pooling on the ground beneath her. She clutched at the hem of her dress and her entire body trembled as she spoke.
"Draco, please," she choked out, "I know I’ve offended you. I know running away was a betrayal. But I—I didn’t expect things to turn out this way. I didn’t know... I didn’t know what would happen!"
Her sobs broke the air. It was the sound of someone utterly desperate. She lifted her tear-streaked face for a moment. Her red, swollen eyes pleaded with Draco.
Draco sat, leaning further into his chair with his arms crossed over his broad chest. His expression was cold and unreadable. He
