Once again, I stood in front of the doors to Hayden’s room as I hesitated to go in. After eating dinner, I had taken a shower to calm myself. When I was ready, I left Little Hayden with a maid and came over to Hayden’s wing of the mansion. I thought that I was ready when I left my living room; however, as I got closer to Hayden’s room, my confidence started to fade.
He’s so unpredictable and it became even worse when he’s emotionally unstable like he is now. I leaned on the wall in the hallway as lifted my face towards the ceiling and rolled eyes upwards. What am I going to get myself into when I enter that room?
“How long are you planning to stand there in front of my door?”
Hayden’s voice cut through the silence in the hallway. I was sure that he sounded slightly annoyed and displeased and that it wasn’t just me imagining things. I turned to face him with a smile.
“Sorry. I was about to go in,” I replied with a small smile.
