Selene's POV
I blinked hard, my eyes struggling against the light streaming in through a window.
When I looked around, I realized that I wasn’t in my room.
The sheets smelled like lavender and the curtains were thick and cream-colored, nothing like the dark ones I chose myself.
And worse… Victor wasn’t here.
I remembered passing out in the garden, right in front of him, and yet he didn’t stay by my side. He left me again, just like always.
Suddenly a noise came from the corner of the room.
I immediately sat up, my eyes narrowing.
There was a girl standing near the dresser, folding a towel with the slowest hands I had ever seen. She had long brown hair tied up in a loose bun and wore a pale blue maid dress. Her expression was unreadable, almost bored.
“You’re finally awake,” she
