Edeline
A series of soft knocks pulled me from my sleep.
Or whatever pathetic excuse for sleep I’d managed to get.
I groaned quietly into my pillow, my body feeling heavy and sluggish as consciousness slowly settled in. For a brief second, I just lay there, staring blankly at the wall while sunlight spilled faintly through the curtains.
Then it all came rushing back.
Auric.
His room.
His hands on me.
My stomach twisted instantly.
Another knock sounded before the door slowly creaked open.
“Edeline?” Lydia’s voice floated inside.
Of course.
I shut my eyes for a second, irritation already crawling beneath my skin. Somehow, the mere sight of her this morning felt unbearable. Maybe because looking at her reminded me of the Gilberts. Of Auric. Of the fact that his father just had to
