Veronica closed the door and her body slumped against the wooden door. She recalled his fierce kiss. After that, his long fingers gently brushed over her silver locks.
When she regained her strength, he pecked on her cheek and whispered in her ear, "I'll be waiting."
Thinking about his deep voice, Veronica's heart skipped a beat. Her ears turned red. She covered her face and cursed him inwardly, 'Playboy!'
She calmed her heart and stood up. 'I better get going.' Seeing no one around, she strode to the tower and climbed the stairs as silently as possible. It was two in the morning and everyone was asleep. That's why she didn't see anyone.
When she reached the door to her room, her heart became light. She sighed in relief and opened the door. 'I need to sleep. It was a long day,' she thought. She didn't dare to light the candles thinking someone might notice her. She had become extra careful after seeing too many dead bodies recently.
