Kimberly
I barely slept that night.
Lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, I replayed my conversation with Kendrick over and over again. His easy agreement to hire a private tutor felt like a victory, but was it?
I had asked for schooling, but what I truly wanted was a way out.
If he brought in a tutor, that meant I would still be trapped within the estate’s walls. It was nothing more than another gilded cage, another way for Kendrick to keep me where he wanted.
I sighed, turning on my side. The clock on the wall ticked away the minutes, each second dragging me further into my thoughts.
I needed to push further.
I needed to convince him that I could study outside the estate.
But how?
Kendrick wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what I wanted. He would see through me if I wasn’t carefu
