When Bianca crept back to her room, she was exhausted. O’Grady came with her, his arm around her waist, holding her up.

“Ah, pet,” he said in a soft, tender tone and she wanted to lean into him, spend the night in his arms. But…

She kissed him quickly and opened the door slowly.

Luckily, the doors in the Delano mansion did not creak.

Bianca stood for a while, holding her breath, staring at the dark shape of her sister who was dead to the world. Poor Anna was dead to the world, exhausted, no doubt.

She smiled as she tiptoed to the washroom and took a quick shower, giggling...