*Ciana*
The bathroom was locked from the inside. The shower ran full force, and cool mist came from under the door.
I took a few deep breaths to cool my mind down, but it wasn’t easy. What happened just now played in my head over and over, sending waves of heat through my body.
What was I thinking? Seducing a royal prince while he was drugged? What was wrong with me?
I covered my face with my hands and was mortified.
What would Theo think about me?
Ever since our kiss at Warren’s summer home, we barely touched that topic. I felt I’d done enough to show him how I felt about him, and I thought he cared about me. But even to this day, he’d never told me how he felt about me.
Thinking about what just occurred, my heart swelled with both bitterness and sweetness, and I just didn’t know which one I felt more.
I couldn’t bring myself to see him suffer, and I was willing to do whatever I could to provide him relief. Yet, he’d rather bear his painful desire than be with me.