She hadn't even taken off her jacket as she was not used to using the space which was not hers.
"Maybe I should just leave?" Ariana repeated as she covered her face and then leaned back, her head was now resting on the backrest of the couch.
Her eyes stared at the dome-shaped roof that was perfectly transparent. She could see the cloud swirling in the dark sky and the moon that shone brightly over her head.
What was she even trying to do? Why was she even here when she knew that somehow this entire situation would inevitably lead to another disaster? One that would hurt her or Nicolai.
It was going to hurt again.
She just knew it.
And yet, she did not make a move to leave.
For some reason, she would rather not leave. The lingering scent in the penthouse made her feel secure and calm.
