Chapter 3
When I opened my eyes, daylight was already streaming in through the windows.
My whole body ached, like I had been run over. Every part of me was
sore.
The room was empty. Edward was already gone.
I forced myself to sit up and slowly climbed out of bed.
When I walked over to the window, the curtains drew back
automatically, and the first thing I saw was Patrick standing in the garden below.
My gaze flickered instinctively.
Fingers hanging at my sides curled into tight fists before I even realized
- it.
But I quickly pulled myself together.
After a shower, I changed into a short off–shoulder dress, making no effort to hide the marks trailing along my neck and chest.
When Patrick walked in, he caught sight of me making my way down the stairs step by step. I was clearly struggling.
He froze. “What happened to you?”
I pressed my lips together, briefly glancing at the servants nearby.
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I didn’t answer.
When I reached the bottom and stood beside him, I noticed a faint mark on the side of his neck.
My eyes lingered for just a second before drifting away, pretending not to see a thing.
I tugged gently on his sleeve, my cheeks burning red.
“Can you buy me some ointment?”
“What’s wrong?”
His brows furrowed instantly, voice dropping into something low and cold.
I bit my lip, speaking so softly it was barely a whisper.
“You were too rough last night. I noticed blood when I showered this morning. It really hurts.”
Patrick stiffened.
His hand suddenly gripped my shoulder. “What did you say? You were bleeding?”
I looked up at him, wide–eyed and pitiful. “Yeah. It was just too much… It really hurt.”
Then, I reached out and wrapped my arms around him, tilting my face up with a shy, glowing smile.
“But you were different last night. You were so much better than usual. I really liked it, Patrick…”
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He stared at me, his face turning pale with rage.
But I kept going, completely oblivious. “You were so mean, though. I cried and begged you to stop, but you just kept going.”
His jaw clenched so hard it looked painful.
Patrick’s jaw tightened, his dark, conflicted gaze fixed on me.
After a long, tense pause, he suddenly let go and shoved me away.
“I’ll go get the ointment. Stay here.”
As I watched him turn and leave in a hurry, the smile on my face slowly started to fade.
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