Delphinia stood outside Ashton's bedroom door, clutching a pillow tightly against her chest. Her fingers nervously fidgeted with the soft fabric of the pillowcase, her mind running through every possible outcome of what she was about to do.
Would Ashton let her in? Or would he look at her with those innocent eyes and say no? The idea made her stomach churn. She wasn't even sure why she was so nervous—he was just a child, after all.
Taking a deep breath to calm her racing heart, she raised her hand and knocked softly on the wooden door. The sound echoed faintly in the quiet hallway, and Delphinia immediately second-guessed herself. Maybe she shouldn't bother him. Maybe she should just turn around and—
The door creaked open.
