Chapter 123: I Still Won't Forgive You
Serena Blackwood turned her head toward the nightstand.
The room had been cleaned until almost no trace of anyone else remained. The curtains had been drawn just far enough to soften the morning light, the humidifier whispered at a discreet distance, and the bedding had been tucked back into place with the house staff's usual quiet precision. Only one thing broke the illusion that she had slept through the night alone.
A glass of water sat beside the lamp, half-empty.
Elias had been here.
The thought had barely settled before Serena's throat tightened. She coughed hard enough that the pain pulled through her ribs, and as she bent forward with one hand pressed to her chest, a knock came at the door.
She swallowed against the rawness in her throat. "Come in."
