ANNABELLA'S POV

“ Ah, I will go back to my room. Thanks for the cookies, Madeline.” Kelly said with a bright smile as she walked out of the room with a plate of freshly baked cookies.

I was aware of how much she loved sweets but didn't know she could be addicted to Madeline's cookies.

Well, I should have known since Madeline was a good cook.

I squeezed my phone in my hand nervously when he approached me with his predatory steps and his cold yet soft gaze.” Are you okay?” He asked as his hand moved up to push a strand of my hair from my face. The flesh...