Annalise rested on her bed, staring at the white ceiling of her room. She couldn't help but wonder if Rafael had gone to bed by now since a few hours had passed since they drank together, and she excused herself. She had been stuck in her room since he had no intention of going to the festival.
With how silently he moved around, Annalise knew it would be a big risk for her to try searching the second floor again, but she was bored in her room. She wanted to leave, but there wasn't anyone here for her to spend time with since she couldn't go sneaking around. She heard a few of the maids return from the festival, but no one she knew had returned, or they would have knocked on her door.
Since she had not gotten anything done, Annalise wished she had gone to the festival to see what it was like.
