OLIVIALocking the door was a real dick move, I thought while I pressed my foot against the wall beside it, cupping the handle with both hands and pulling with my entire weight.“Come on!” I bit down, pulled harder, and felt something akin to a creak before I landed on my ass. That door was deadbolted. There’s no way I couldn’t open a goddamn door unless it was some fortified prison cell meant to keep people from entering. Or exiting…shit.The sun had set, Nathaniel hadn’t returned, and I hadn’t eaten in hours, so I was grumpy as all hell. On the golden hook in the corner hung my dress. Throughout my time in solitude, I occasionally slipped a peek every now and then. It was just as beautiful no matter how many times I saw it.Maybe just one more peek. I tiptoed across the floor like it was a secret what hid in there. Reaching for the zipper, already smiling, someone knocked on the door and nearly gave me a heart attack. My back hit the bedpost when, like a startled cat, I jumped acros
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