Chapter 22

• As we arrived home, Mr. Anderson tenderly cradled Emily in his arms, guiding her to her room. The soft click of the door echoed as it closed behind us. My thoughts lingered, contemplating the warmth of our home.
• Upon reaching my room, I hesitated before opening the door. Unexpectedly, Mr. Anderson drew me closer, a gentle yet firm embrace that enveloped both my head and my leg. The door shut quietly, enclosing us in a moment suspended in time.
• In the intimate space, his lips leaned in, their proximity creating an air thick with anticipation. Silently, we transitioned to his bed, where the outside world seemed to fade away. With a delicate touch, he began to remove my clothing, each gesture carrying a whispered promise.