Annabelle snapped out of her trance and gave Jasmine a small smile. “I’m okay. You’re right. We should get inside.”
She walked through the halls with the maid silently, suddenly shy as she realized who she was eating dinner with. She entered the dining room without a word and sat at the table...
Annabelle was still in the garden. She looked as if she were in deep contemplation. And she was.
Despite everything Jasmine had said about him, she was still under the impression that Dio was a cruel, heartless man of little morals. Sure, he had helped his staff immeasurably, but that could’ve...