"Are you okay, ma'am?" Freya asked, concern etched on her face, as she gently checked my body for any signs of distress.
I sniffled and nodded, trying to compose myself. "Just a little pain, I'm okay now."
Freya's expression remained skeptical, but she nodded and began to feed me as usual. Afterward, she administered my medication and carefully removed the IV drip from my hand. She cleaned my wrist with cotton and tended to the area.
"You should rest now," Freya advised, her voice soothing.
"Is Kyle still downstairs?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I saw him on my way to the kitchen," Freya replied. "He didn't say anything and went to his room."
I nodded, assuming I would see him tomorrow.
With Freya's assistance, I settled into bed, feeling the weight of e
My eyes widened in shock, and my hands shook as I played the next video. It was a lady in a maid's uniform, and she was being interrogated."What do you have to say?" the lady behind the camera askedThe maid took a deep breath before speaking. "The young master killed the cat," she said "I was surprised, and the look on his face scared me." She paused, collecting her thoughts before continuing. "Then, when I found out what happened to the cat, I asked him about it. He told me the cat's meowing sounds irritate him." Her voice trailed off, and she looked like she was reliving a traumatic experience.The maid's words were followed by a pause, and then she continued. "The next day, when I asked him about it, he said he didn't remember anything." Her expression was one of horror, and it was clear that the experience had left a lasting impact on her.As I watched the video, I felt a chill run down my spine.The maid's words painted a d
Kyle accompanied me to the room and once inside, I headed straight to the bathroom to dry off, the warm towel a welcome comfort against my chilled skin.As I stood in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but think about Kyle's behavior.If he truly pitied me, wouldn't he just let me go? Or was he trying to be kind so I'd stay? The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth, I had no intention of staying here any longer than I had to.After drying myself off, I opened the bathroom door, expecting the room to be empty. But to my surprise, Kyle was still there.He stood there and we looked at each other for what felt like forever. Then I sat down at the vanity, ready to dry my hair. I reached for the hair dryer, but before I could grab it, Kyle swooped in and took it from me."Well, let me help you," he said with a small smile and I was taken aback.Help me blow-dry my hair?I took the dryer back from him
The ride back home was silence, a heavy stillness that filled the car. I didn't wanna ask him anything, didn't wanna pry into the thoughts that seemed to be consuming him. Whatever he was up to, I just hoped it wouldn't affect him or anyone.When we got to the mansion, I unbuckled the seatbelt and turned to look at him, but he was already looking at me."Thanks for today," I said, trying to break the silence, but he only smiled. It was a small smile , the kind that hinted at unspoken words."I'm sorry, but I won't be escorting you inside," he said and I nodded"No need, it's okay," I saidAs I was about to unlock the car door so I could get out, he suddenly reached out and wrapped his hand around mine and before I could react, he pulled me into a hug. It was a sudden, unexpected movement, and I felt a rush of surprise and confusion.I tried to break off from the hug, but he only tightened his hold, his arms wrapping around me lik
As his lips touched mine, anger burst inside me. I pushed him hard, my hands flat against his chest."What's wrong with you?" I snappedHe stumbled back, looking surprised himself then ran his fingers through his hair and headed upstairs.I felt gross, like he had left a bad taste on my lips. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.DK stood there, his face blank. I couldn't read him. Was he shocked or just watching? I didn't know."Can we still go?" I askedHe glanced up the stairs where Kyle had stormed off, then back at me. His expression was hard to read, but his nod was clear.———-I sat beside DK in the car, the silence between us thick. He stared straight ahead, his eyes fixed on the road, but his expression was far-off. Like he was a million miles away. I looked at him, trying to get a read on what was going on in his head, but nothing."So, where are we going?" I asked, brea
On sighting me, Lucas rushed towards me, his worried expression was unmistakable."Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes scanning my body as if searching for any signs of harm. I took a step back, and he quickly composed himself. "Err, sorry about that," he muttered, his voice trailing off."I was just..." he paused, seeming to struggle for words. "Well, I'm glad you're okay," he said finally, his gaze drifting towards the police station before returning to me."What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone casual, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off about him. I studied his face, trying to pinpoint what was bothering me, but he just looked concerned. Still, my instincts told me to be cautious.I was convinced Lucas knew something about the Prescott family, and now his presence at the police station only added to my suspicions. The silence between us grew awkward, and despite my efforts to break it, the words wouldn't come.
I went downstairs with the documents in my hand, but I didn't see Kyle anywhere. I checked his room and knocked on the door, but there was no response.I then went to the pool area, but he wasn't there either. I was getting frustrated and was about to head back upstairs when I saw him sitting on the couch.I walked towards him, my anger and frustration building up with each step. I threw the document at him, the papers fluttering through the air. "What is this nonsense?" I yelled, my voice echoing through the room.He looked up at me, his eyes locking onto mine. "The price for you to pay," he replied,I was taken aback by his response. I looked at the document and my eyes widened in shock."This is...this is absurd," I said, my voice rising. "A fine of $1 million???"He leaned back in his chair, a small smile playing on his lips. "Actually, I could've extended it to 5 because that's actually little," he said, his word