I hated the fact that I could be easily swayed by mere words from Dav but truly, he sounded sorry.
I saw the pity on Seth's face as I asked that question but I got no answer from him. Instead, he walked up to me, gave me an awkward stare, and the next minute, he climbed on the other side of the bed.
I became alert of myself, although this wasn't my first time sharing a bed with Seth, but would be my first time laying on the same bed with him behind a locked door.
"You should rest, Princess. If my brother is truly sorry for what he did, then we wouldn't see that female in this house by tomorrow."
He gestured I lay on the bed by tapping on the pillow.
Letting out a silent sigh, I did as he said but dared not face him. For a moment, I could have sworn that he laughed at my actions.
Good Lord. It hasn't even been more than five minutes since I laid on the bed before I felt Seth's hands on my arm.
What the heck was he trying to do?
