Chapter 59

Arabella’s point of view. I woke up to someone caressing my hair softly but I wasn’t confused about who it was, because firstly, I perceived Wymond’s scent and secondly, no one can enter his room without permission or an invite -apart from me and him. “You’re awake” he said. I sat up and rested my back against the headboard, a yawn left my mouth as I rubbed my eyes like a little bunny. Wait, wasn’t I reading a book? When did I fall asleep? And where the heçk is my book? My eyes looked around for it, only to find it on the bedside table and I reached for it again. “You’re still mad at me?” he asked. “Hm” I hummed. He nodded at the book in my hand. “Why are you suddenly reading about the pearl bead?” he asked, with his brows raised. “Er…” I stared at the book as I briefly thought of what to say, to brush him off. “…I’m just curious, I just wanna know more about it” I replied him. I’ve been reading these books since I came back from the library, and I’m almost done with all of them, but s