I pushed open the double doors at the end of the small landing at the top of the stairs and looked at Elena's private room, amazed at how well decorated it was. Artwork adorned the walls, and the furnishings were absolutely gorgeous and looked expensive. I really was curious enough to poke around a bit, but knew if I delayed too long it would imply that I was snooping, and I didn't want to leave that impression. Tugging the tie at my side, I let the wrap glide down my arms dramatically into a pile on the floor, just for fun. I giggled as I picked it up and tossed...