Chapter 29. Hide and Seek

As the night grows darker and the frigid winds take over in Grosthe, Lara sits alone in her large, white-themed bedroom, ruminating on the events of the past. Perhaps, by sheer luck, she would remember every single detail about her mysterious night.

That smell has been sent from the beyond by her ancestors to torment her because there is no way she would always come close to the father of her children, yet lose him. Maybe she will find out the name of the perfume. It could be popular among men of affluence. Who knows?

The turmoil from the previous ball still taunts her already fragile mind. In truth, she is tired of lies. What breaks her the most is every time she looks Michael in the eyes and lies to him, a man that she knows adores her. She heaves, pulling a pillow closer to herself and hugging it.

“All of these because of one man?” She mutters to herself. Does he think of her? Or perhaps wonder about their blissful night? Would the universe not pity her a