Alice’s POV
After dropping the bowl beside Leah’s bed, I walked out of her room to check on Jane.
That’s when it hit me—I was still wearing the long, glittering dress from the auction. The same dress I wore when Sam humiliated and hurt me. My stomach twisted. I suddenly felt like I was still wrapped in that moment. I wanted it off me. Now.
“Thanks, man,” I heard Zillion say to Brian, the sound of a firm handshake following. “You can head back now. I’ll stay with my girl.”
I paused at the hallway corner, watching from a distance. When I heard that, I quietly turned back to my room. Zillion knew what to do. He’d lock the door, secure everything. He never played with Jane’s safety. I could count on that.
I slipped into my room and didn’t waste a second. I pulled the dress off, practicall
