Chapter 60

It felt like sleeping in a soft puff of clouds. Eliza stirred, rousing from slumber. The curtains had long been drawn open and a golden sunlight spilled through the window, filling the room. Shifting once more, she spread herself lazily on the bed; lying flat, her head turning this way and that to take in her surroundings. This place seemed so familiar! Blinking her eyes, she jolted awake. Cold Peacock's room? It seemed to be the one! Scrambling up quickly, she noticed she was the sole occupant of the room. Several stacks of documents were arranged neatly on the coffee table and her clothes, including her intimate wear, were strewn over the couch. Glancing down in panic, she found herself dressed in his light blue shirt, fastened only by a single button... A ringing echoed in her mind. Could it be that last night they had... Her breath hitched and her waist twisted with a sour pain. This was bad! She jumped off the bed, darted towards the couch, changed her clothes, and bolted out of t