Love In The Shadow Of Gilded Chains
d again. "Guess who as
ven though Emily couldn't s
as
d dramaticall
for your holiday. He said something like, 'Tell Claire I miss our lib
nto her pillow. "He misses gett
ou want, but the way he stares at you during thos
. "Jason's sweet, but I'm not ready for all that. I have
gasp. "So you ad
.. I'm not in that headspace. And honestly, I think he
with a soft tone, "i
just a bit. "Yeah... but I've go
e onto the bed and sank back against the pill
so
eason to be around her. Whether it was a group project, a study session, or just an excuse to borrow her pen, Jason
a way of making people feel see
he hadn't let herself fe
een two worlds - the bright, chaotic campus she loved, and thi
ed hedges and white roses, with the sun beginning to fall over it like gold lace. The Devereux Mansion loo
tense encounter still echoed in her mind - his sharp voice, the cold way he dismissed her. She hadn't seen him s
nt for a room tucked away behind the servant's wing. A small shelf beside it held the few bo
before her eyes, but her mind wasn't on Kant or ethics. It was on the silence of the mansion. The wa
ite nod. And Lila, of course - whose presence often filled th
being in a house full of p
soft curls pulled into a loose bun, tired eyes, and the faintest hint of confusion.
effortless, and captivating. She possessed a rare elegance that made head
le pink of her lips, which curved easily into a gentle smile. Her eyes were large and almond-shaped, a rich hazel flecked with amber, framed by thick las
hat gave her silhouette a balance of elegance and allure. She wasn't model-tall, but she had just the right height to carry herself with poise. He
ut this place felt like a
Jason, but to the strange tension in the mansion. The way Adrian looked at nothing. The strange hush that fell whenever the
he grabbed a shawl, draped it over her
ck of the grandfather clock in the distance and
as going exactly. Maybe jus
omething about it felt... unfinished. As if it, too,
g why, felt she was part o