Chapter 155

• ELORA
• I made my way down the wide staircase, trailing my hand along the cool glass rail. The morning light poured in through the tall windows, casting pale streaks across the marble floor. The shirt I wore swung gently around my thighs with every step, oversized and heavy with his scent. I clutched the collar a little tighter. My body still ached, but I ignored it.
• Thankfully, I remembered the way to the dining room. The last time I was here, he’d brought me straight to this space before driving me home. And now… here I was again. Wrecked and wearing his clothes.