Duncan
“Lock the door,” Ella said in a soft voice, sitting on the edge of her bed, her back facing me. I cleared my throat, feeling suddenly hot as I did what she ordered, locking the door behind me. It was just us in her chambers, an intimacy I never expected.
She turned her head to the side, still not looking at me, patting the spot next to her with a smile. Her eyes were red as if she had been crying and it broke my heart to see her this way.
“What’s going on, Ella?” I asked, curiously, sitting down and gazing into her beautiful green orbs. She looked beautiful in her white nightgown, her hair flowing with the breeze that snuck through the windows, just like the long curtains that covered them.
I raised my hand and ran the back of it down her cheek, feeling the soft skin undernea
