Sitting up, she felt panic surge up in her again. The absurdity of the situation was hitting her now.
The scene of that moment when they shared those all-consuming kisses flashed in her mind, and involuntarily, she blushed.
She put her face in her hands, remembering everything that had happened. 'Oh, goodness! Now you have really gone and done it, Adele!' she yelled at herself in her mind.
But shaking her head, she brushed it off quickly from her thoughts. (add his jealousy towards the lady)
When she believed Ilya had slept, Adele sneaked into the bathroom to clean herself. After a quick bath, she sat at her desk, her diary open in front of her.
She was writing her journal entry about all the new experiences she had that day when she caught sight of herself in the small mirror on her desk, her hand stilling mid-sentence.
