Amelia-POV
As Lindsay and I prepared to exit her room, I clutched the opening of the plush robe over my chest, gripping it like my life depended on it. Lindsay smirked, observing my display of prudishness, and shook her head at my appearance.
I’m sure I looked quite comical, like I was expecting someone to rip the robe from my body, but I didn’t care. I was completely naked underneath, and my stomach was knotted tighter than the cincture around my waist.
As she opened the door, I stepped into the unknown and the stateliness of the corridor stole my breath away. “Wow,” I exhaled, my bare feet frozen against the cold marble floor as the figures lining the walls seemed to whisper at our presence.
Lindsay chuckled at my wide-eyed expression. “Impressive, isn’t it?” she jested. “This place
