The next morning, the sun barely peeked through the curtains when I opened my eyes. Jeile was still asleep, spread out on her side of the room, her long hair spread fully all over her expensive sheets. I held my breath as I carefully slid out of bed, making sure not to wake her. The last thing I wanted was another encounter like last night. My chest still ached from the humiliation of that party, her laughter echoing in my head even after I finally drifted off to sleep.
I had my bath and I dressed quickly in one of the outfits Marcus had bought me, I tied my hair back, and slipped out of the room as fast as I could. The hallway was quiet, most students were either still tangled in their blankets or nursing hangovers. I let out a breath of relief, hugging my arms around myself as I walked
