[Violet]
I slipped out of bed as quietly as I could, the hem of my nightgown brushing my ankles. Raye stirred beside me, letting out a soft groan before curling back into the blankets.
My hand found her hair automatically, smoothing it down. “Shhh,” I whispered, fingers weaving gently through her curls. “Sleep some more, Raye.”
She mumbled something incoherent, her cheek pressed into the pillow, and I lingered a moment longer, just watching her. She’d asked about Lucien last night and I had assured her that he would be home before this morning.
Though she still held some coldness towards her father and me generally, I believed that if Lucien kept looking after her, she would grow to love him. Marielle had a negative effect on her and hopefully, it wouldn’t leave a scar on her personal
