Chapter 61

Isabella

I hadn’t really slept—I could not—and I wasn’t just haunted by the notes and the shadowy figures in this game. Nor was it just about finding who was pulling the strings this time, but my body ached from desire greatly, and whenever I closed my eyes, I would see him. I couldn’t run from him.

My body may have rested, but my mind didn’t stop running. It didn’t stop going on the wild rampage it was on. It didn’t stop for a second.

I was standing in the hallway—somehow I had found myself back there. The exact place he caught me earlier at night, from sneaking out into the greenhouse. I didn’t know why I went back, probably I hoped he’d be there, and maybe he wouldn’t walk away this time. I don’t exactly know why the disappointment stung this much, because I didn’t find him. I couldn’t even smell him, and just when I was about leaving, I felt him before I heard his voice.

“Still lurking around in the shadows, mi farfalla?” His voice barely a