MATURE SCENES AHEAD

He carried me in his arms and walked inside. I thought he would stop at my bedroom, but he walked past and out of the door and took a hallway. I felt the eyes of a few servants watching, but I didn’t care. What was burning inside of me was too big to give way for unnecessary things.

Finally, he kicked a door with his foot, and the door swung open. I recognized it. He had taken me here a few times. It was his giant, serene bedroom. I didn’t even ask why he always preferred his room over mine. Somehow, I loved it that way. His...