She had not seen anyone the whole way to her bedchambers. Everyone was still at her birthday party, she assumed. Was it really still her birthday? Had it only been an hour since she’d been enjoying herself at her party with her friends? It had felt like an age had passed since she had been laughing in the ballroom, joking with Kylia and Killian, drinking with Lorcan.
She opened her door quickly, entering her room and shutting it firmly behind her. Tears still fell down her face like a tumbling waterfall, coating her skin in its sheen. She leant against the door, allowing herself to slowly slide down its firmness, hitting the floor roughly as she sat and cradled her knees to her chest.
She didn’t feel safe anywhere – like a rug had been pulled out from under her feet, flipped her and diso
