Andrea rubbed at her eyes and winced. They felt as though she had rubbed sandpaper on them all night. She quietly sniffed and then reached for the second cup of coffee she was trying to drown herself in.
After storming out of Ulric’s bathroom, she had headed straight for her former room. Part of her had expected, or at least hoped, that Ulric would come after her. He hadn’t and Andrea spent the hours before dawn staring at the window with no sleep in sight, despite being completely drained.
Another mouthful of coffee made Andrea’s stomach twist unpleasantly, but it woke up a few more of her brain cells. Which was a good thing because she had a lot to think about.
Andrea sighed and rubbed her temple. The house was quiet, even though the sun had already risen in the sky outside. She gue
