Rayline.

He pulled my hand to walk down the long hallway, and I followed along beside him with a childish giggle. His hand interlocked with mine, with my other hand holding the edge of my dress, struggling with the high heels. He carefully watched my steps as he led me around the mansion. There's a smile on his face, guiding me up the stairs with excitement as if we're both little kids sneaking around to cause trouble.

When we reach a door, he twists the handle and pulls me into the room without hesitation. It looks like he's pulling me into what looks like a bedroom or living room. He...