Ellen stood in the hallway, staring at the closed door in front of her. It had been a few days since Mason left, and according to what he had told her, he was supposed to return tomorrow. The thought of him being back soon filled her with a mix of anticipation and nervous energy. But tonight, something else gnawed at her—a temptation she had been resisting ever since her first day there.
Mason had always been clear: his room was off-limits. He never allowed her inside, not even for a moment. That strict boundary only served to fuel her curiosity. It was human nature, after all—tell someone not to do something, and it only made them want to do it more. Ellen was no exception.
