There was a table and chair for her to take a rest, but the night wasn’t as serene as one expected. Sometimes, a squeaky cry of a bird and the sight of a cat fleeting from out of nowhere pierced through the silent air.
Under such circumstances, a poor Sophia curled herself on the chair, hugging herself to retain her warmth.
One of the posh villas were Anastasia and Elliot’s matrimonial house. The exquisite yet minimalistic interior filled the place with a mixture of romantic and wholesome atmosphere.
Anastasia was still bathing when Elliot returned after settling some work. Listening to the running water, he smiled lightly while undoing the button’s on his shirt before opening the door to the shower.
Looking at the intruder, she dipped herself into the bathtub. “I’m not done yet!”
“Let’s shower together, sweetheart.”
“You’re going to say that we’re running out of water, aren’t you?” Anastasia chuckled.
“Nope. I thought I should give you a shoulder massage since it’s been a tiring day for you.” He approached closer with a sinister smile.
The night belonged to the lovers; the fire in them ignited ardently after having
quelled for so long. She knew that she stood no chance against the man whom she had fallen deeply in love with. Even if she was all in, she couldn’t help but submit herself to Elliot until she fell asleep in his embrace.
There was a girl fast asleep on a bench placed outside of Villa No. 58. It was already midnight and the temperature had dropped. No matter how much she tried to endure the cold by hugging herself, she was freezing in her sleep too.
In the meantime, Arthur couldn’t sleep in his comfortable and warm room, for his mind kept thinking about the girl, who was still outside.
It was 3.00AM, yet she neither made a fuss nor shouted during the past four hours.
In the end, he got up from bed and opened the bedroom room. As the chilly air caressed his skin, his face stiffened. Due to the huge temperature difference between day and night on the island, one could even feel the cold in the villa, let alone being outside.
He descended the stairs and went out. As soon as he pulled open the small gate, he could see Sophia sleeping while trembling in the cold under the street light
If she falls sick, I gotta ask someone to take care of her and that will be a hassle. I should just let her sleep inside. He made up an excuse in his head.
“Hey. Sophia Goodwin, wake up,” Arthur called her in an attempt to wake her up.
She pried open her drowsy eyes to see the man, who was standing beside her with arms crossed. “Can I head inside now?”
