I wondered if he had been in there all day. His chiseled form was still perfect as any other day, but this time, his face wore a scowl. I caught him glaring at me for a brief moment before he turned the corner toward his wing. “And how do you like Sebastian?”...
After wrapping my robe around me, I walked down the stairs, and into the kitchen. The smell of warm, sizzling food permeated the air. I noticed that the chef was preparing some potatoes and ham. “Hello!” Lydia called out to me. She seemed to be in an even che...