Family Time

Katya

I avoided Carlos' gaze during breakfast, which wasn't so difficult since he didn't seem to like me very much.

After the meal, I went to wash up while Christopher resumed playing in the house without any care in the world.

It was a relief that he hadn't been traumatized by what happened, and I couldn't be more grateful to Ferrara.

The thought of all the kinds of things that could have happened to him had chills rushing down my spine as I stood under the shower, shutting my eyes against all memories of last night.

Both the danger and shame.

I smelt like Ferrara afterwards, and was surprised when I stepped out in his bathrobe to see a knee length dress laid out for me on the bed.

I looked around, but found myself alone in the room, which meant that it had been dropped while I was bathing.

It was a beautiful emerald green dress that had no business being worn at home, hugging my waist without squeezing me into it.

The perfect size for me.

I wore it and stood in front of the mirror