Camelia's POV It felt like lightning had surged through my body, I could feel my heart beating fast in my chest, but I said nothing. My lips refused to move, and my voice was lost. I stood frozen in his arms until I heard Lydia's footsteps fading away. Then, as if I was waking from a trance, I gently pulled myself free. "Let me go," I whispered. Without waiting for a response, I turned and ran straight to my room, leaving Henry behind. “Did you get the water?” Grace asked me as I stumbled into the room. "Huh?" I blinked, breathless. "Are you okay? Your cheeks are flushed," she added, stepping forward. She raised her hand, likely to check my temperature. "Don’t bother," I said quickly, finding my voice. "I’ll just take a bath and head downstairs for breakfast." She didn’t argue, but lingered a moment, watching the stunned expression on my face. “I’ll make breakfast,” she muttered finally, then slipped out. I walked unsteadily to the bed and sat down gently, my hand
Last Updated : 2025-05-26 Read more