Spilling The Tea

Linda’s POV

As I made my way upstairs to my room, the weight of William’s demands hung over me like a dark cloud. Despite the comforting familiarity of home, I could not shake off the feeling of unease that his words had instilled in me.

Entering my room, I closed the door behind me and sank onto the edge of the bed. Ben had made me promise him that I would tell him everything by morning, but now, he wanted me to have my rest.

I was so tired that I could feel the exhaustion of the day settle into my bones. My mind raced with thoughts of what I should do next. I had planned to tell my brother about the true identity of William and to explain everything else that surrounded me getting taken to his house.

But I did not think I should explain about the demands, or maybe I should. I did not know. I was a very indecisive person and all of this was already hurting my head. I reached for the glass of water on my bedside, taking a few sips before putting it back.

Then I sighed and crawled