Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

The meds knocked me out and I slept through dinner. I tossed and turned until I couldn't bear the hunger pangs eating away at my intestines, the clock on my bedside table read 4am. Tossing the covers aside I leapt out of bed and out of the bedroom tip toeing through the hallway, I debated going to Betsy but then I remembered she doesn't stay in the mansion.

Damn it! What rotten luck I have. My belly twisted uncomfortably and I pressed my palm against it before I took the stairs down to the kitchen. Was I even allowed in here? What would Tristan think if he finds me in his kitchen barefoot trying to steal his food?

Well it's not stealing per se...plus someone like him rarely goes into the kitchen that’s why he's got servants. I decided on a sandwich and maybe a cup of hot chocolate to wash it down. I put water in the kettle and found bread thankfully then i quickly picked out the ingredients for my sandwich. The water was boiling by the time I finished making the sandwich a