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Chapter seven

I was glad to have brought the few bathing essentials I owned. I left the room to the bathroom admiring the exquisite bathtub and shower head. There was a cabinet on the wall and a mirror. I looked at my pale face, sunken tired eyes and bony cheekbones.

What would Lucian's parents think of me? I wondered before scoffing and taking off my clothes. Why did it matter, I hated him and I couldn't care less about his parents.

I hummed a familiar poem and I scrubbed off the sweat from the ride and brushed my teeth. I left the bathroom in a white towel I found in the cabinet.

As I ransacked through my clothes, I thought of what to wear. Probably jeans and blouse. A tiny voice in my head rebuked and urged me to wear my favourite gown because no matter how hard I tried, I didn't want to think of Lucian's parents. I still did.

I took out the floral gown that fell past my knee and put it on, I noticed a piece of thread loosen and I tucked it under my
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