Kimberly
I felt weightless, drifting somewhere between sleep and wakefulness as Kendrick carried me inside the estate.
His arms were strong yet careful, as if I were something fragile…something precious.
It was strange, unsettling even, to be handled with such gentleness by a man known for cruelty.
My mind stirred, but my body remained still, exhausted from the long day of sight seeing.
I had been cautious at first, suspicious of his sudden kindness, but as the hours passed, I had almost…I almost allowed myself to forget who he was.
But now, as he placed me onto the soft mattress and carefully removed my shoes, reality returned.
I kept my breathing steady, pretending to be asleep, though I was hyper-aware of every sound, every movement he made. I could feel his presence beside me,
