RONALD'S POV
I opened my eyes to see Emily's serene face as the morning light illuminate her sleepy face, her chest rising and falling steadily.
I had carefully cleaned her up the night before, making sure to avoid removing her clothes, as I couldn't risk raising any suspicions. Bringing Martha into the situation was out of the question, or it might jeopardize my entire plan - a mistake I couldn't afford to make again.
She mumbled softly, rolling and lying on her side, her face a few inches away from mine. My heart raced as I stared at her flawless face, her eyebrows, the curve of her nose, her inviting full pink lips, I swallowed hard as the memory of the previous night rushed in.
I slowly and quietly rose up from the bed to prepare for the day's work. Emily was still fast asleep when I got ready to go to work.