Chapter Eighty Two.

Vanessa’s pov.

As Dominic left the room that morning, a mix of emotions swirled within me. I felt a sense of relief, yet a tinge of sadness lingered in the air. I decided to take a long, relaxing bath to clear my mind and wash away the remnants of the intense conversation we had just shared.

The warm water enveloped my body, soothing my weary soul. I closed my eyes, allowing the tranquillity to seep into every fibre of my being. It was a moment of solace, a chance to reflect on the whirlwind of events that had led me to this point.

As I emerged from the bath, wrapped in a plush towel, I could feel a renewed sense of strength and determination. I knew that I had to face the challenges ahead with grace and resilience. Little did I know that the day held more surprises in store for me.

Just as I was about to get dressed, a gentle knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. It was one of the maids, carrying a tray of delicious food. The aroma wafted through the room, tantalising my senses