Charlotte’s POV
The following morning, I hoped to wake to a storm raging outside, or perhaps the flu preventing me from getting out of bed. Anything to keep me from having to leave my room, so I could wallow in peace.
But the sky was blue, the sun was warm, and my shame was on full display. In the daylight, one would think that last night’s humiliation would feel less significant, but it was, in fact, quite the opposite; now that I could see the corners of my room, the rumpled blankets at the foot of my bed, and my box sticking out from under the mattress, it all felt so…
Real.
It wasn’t the act of pleasuring myself that made my cheeks flush and my heart pound.
It was the fact that Kieran had heard all of it last night. I was almost certain of it.
I pressed my pill
