It had been two weeks since Savannah moved into Adrian’s mansion.
Every morning she woke up to the sound of birds outside her window, not shouting from neighbours or the noise of the streets like before. The air was calm, the bed was soft, and the smell of flowers filled the room.
The maids treated her with care and respect. They greeted her every time she came out of her room. They always smiled and made sure she had food before she asked. Savannah was not used to such treatment. Sometimes, she would sit on the edge of her bed and look around, wondering if it was all a dream.
Adrian had gone to work most days, but even in his busy time, he always checked on her. He would call or send someone to bring her fruits and milk. She never understood why he cared so much, but deep down, i
