Chapter 30: Just Some More Time!

It was past midnight. An owl hooted somewhere in the distance. Favian was fast asleep, drenched in his sweat after a tiresome night. His potbelly rose and fell with his every breath.

Beside him, Sylvia remained wide awake, staring at the ceiling in the dim light of half-burned candles. Her whole body ached, and the soreness between her legs seemed to be never seized.

Her hand went to the drawer of the bedside table. There was only one thing in that drawer hidden under a book. A knife.

A knife that could save her from misery and end the life of her tormenter. Her fingers played with that knife as a storm of thoughts hit her peace. Favian was vulnerable and defenceless. She could take advantage of that situation. But would she?

She snapped the drawer shut, her heart beating fast in her chest. She got out of the bed and walked into the bathroom. Wearing a satin gown, she went to wash her face with cold water.