Adela was convinced that she had fallen into the clutches of people with serious mental disturbances; there was no doubt in her mind about it. In the midst of this nightmarish ordeal, the only thing keeping her tethered to sanity was the sensation of her wedding ring painfully constricting her ring finger as she clenched her hand into a tight fist.
They're both utterly insane!
For a husband to utter another woman's name in the heat of passion... that is a dagger to any woman's heart. She couldn't even begin to fathom the anguish Samandra must be enduring, especially given the way her face lit up when she heard Aldric arriving.
Adela buried her head deeper into the pillow, attempting to muffle the relentless noise coming from outside. She was too terrified to hear her own name mingling with the lustful grunts of a man who was not her husband.
