The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy
Just noodles, and romance, and the silly escapism Piper swore by.
Suddenly, something was louder than my movie.
At first, I thought I imagined it. A stray sound, a creak of the floor boards. But my ears sharpened quickly. I’ve always had good hearing. Piper used to call me “the human lie detector” because I could hear shifts in people’s tones before they even lied.
I wasn’t imagining this.
Moaning.
It was clear and distinct, it definitely not from the drama.
That wasn’t just the sound of a woman’s voice but also a man too, groans, strained grunts. The rhythm of it matched, messy and unmistakable.