#Chapter 137
Evelyn
The noise of the shower wakes me up. Blinking my eyes I adjust to the sunshine pouring in through the giant windows. A spectacular view of the blue sky and the array of buildings mapping the land awaits me.
Holding the gray comforter to my chest I assess the room in daylight.
Everything from the ceiling to the floor screams money. Abstract paintings, an exquisite chandelier, and rich leather furniture adorn the room. The bed is king-size with a mattress that feels so comfortable sleeping on. I've been on a fair share of beds but nothing feels like it. Even the pillows are soft with a cover that makes me want to nuzzle in it.
Footsteps reverberate in the distance just as the sound of the shower dissolves.
Warren steps out with a black towel wrapped around his waist. Sunlight reflects off the film of water droplets lingering on his skin, making me squeeze my legs hard.
