Chapter 58

• Besides, Ruth’s silence was an answer in itself. She was still seeing him. And given that Lucas and I were now staying in the servants’ wing—the very place where late-night rendezvous often took place—she was probably upset about it.
• I bit back a chuckle, recalling the elaborate plan Ruth and I had concocted to sneak in here. In hindsight, I was glad Lucas had put an end to it. The whole thing would have only caused unnecessary tension between us, and there was no chance he would have allowed me to be anywhere near Peter anyway.
• A loud bang echoed through the space as the front door slammed shut. My body tensed instinctively. Lucas had developed a habit of announcing his arrivals and departures with a force that never failed to startle me.