Clarabelle's Point Of View
It's already late at night but I can't seem to sleep. I am just lying down on the bed in one of the guest rooms here. The way he kisses my body earlier is still on my mind. It never failed to make me feel hot since the first time we met.
There was a knock on the room that made me stop thinking.
“Clarabelle, are you still awake?" Alexander is at the door.
Without making any sound I approached the door and lean my back on it, listening to him. He didn't speak up when I didn't answer. Maybe he already left, thinking that I am already asleep but I didn't hear his footsteps walking away.
I hear a sigh meaning that Alexander is still at the door waiting for me to speak but I still chose not to even though I do want to talk to him but all I can think about is Se
