AUTHOR’S POV (THIRD PERSON POV)

Tessa pulled the thin shawl tighter around her shoulders as she made her way back toward the mansion.

It had begun to rain all of a sudden.

The wind howled in her ears causing her to wince, whipping against her wet clothes as the rain poured down mercilessly.

Just moments ago, she had managed to slip out of the suffocating dinner Pedro had dragged her to, she prayed her humiliation would wash off with the rain and she still the raw feeling of embarrassment from his careless remarks about her weight.

But now, rain seemed determined to make her suffer even more. She hated the...