Chapter 55

Blakely

Like the coward I was, I didn’t show my face for the rest of the day.

Instead, I wandered my way back to my bedroom and took a long, cold shower. Once I had slipped into something comfortable, I begged and pleaded with the mansion until it once again revealed Lunette’s hidden library.

With nothing better to do, I grabbed the book I’d started last night and made my way to the cushy little window nook. The garden below was teeming with life.

Bright bushels of flowers dotted the ever-changing maze. Butterflies, some glowing softly, flitted about on their own personal missions. From afar, the surrounding forest looked like an iridescent rainbow. One that melted into the pale blue of the sky.

If I had any sort of artistic ability, I would’ve wanted to paint it.

I read slowly, stumbling over every other word. After a few hours, boredom began to set in. If only I were one of those people who could lose themselves within the pages of a book.

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