#Chapter31

After a long and busy day, I decided to have a nice, relaxing bath, needing to wash the day away. I soaked in the large tub until my fingers started to prune, warning me to get out before I looked like a shrivelled-up piece of fruit. I stepped out of the tub, dried myself and threw on my white nightgown.

I entered the bedroom and saw that Cain was back; he was sitting in one of the chairs by the fire. He seemed lost and mesmerized by the flames as he stared into them.

I walked over to him. “Everything ok?” I asked, looking down at him. Cain remained...