Chapter22:Sabastian

It's ten o'clock on a Saturday night. We have long since discussed Gina Lorne. Dainy and Kylie are cooped up in the kitchen making salad and preparing drinks. Jace and Dexter are manning the grill on the outside deck, while Victoria and Natasha sit on the open deck, texting a small but noticeable portion of Liston Hills that we were having a party. I'm upstairs in the room, Dainy and I shared many nights in, staring idly at the bed. It's the same as I remember it. An Ivory four poster king sized bed in the center of the room. The same silver sheets we last shared together. The same woolen throw folded at the foot. The room is dusty and the faint smell of hers no longer lingers in the air. Quentin, our butler was informed not to touch the room and he kept his word. While the other parts of the house had been prepared for our arrival, I wanted this room to remain untouched. I wanted the pillows and the bed that Dainy made herself, to be exactly how she left it. I didn't expect to fee