Chapter 37 Attacker

• EVELYN
• I tripped over a small stool and crashed onto the cold marble floor with a jarring thud. A sharp cry tore from my throat as a pain shot through my ankle. I shifted instinctively to avoid further injury, and when I finally regained my balance, I realized I’d been in the center of Anna’s room.
• My heart pounded against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing the surge of adrenaline. I braced myself for whoever might be inside—Anna, or perhaps her maid. If so, this would be incredibly awkward. But as my gaze swept across the chamber, there was no one in sight.