Digging Too Deep

As the day faded into night, Carmen stepped into the night, seeking solace beneath the star-dappled sky. She found her way to the mansion’s garden. She sat down, wrapped her arms around herself, and exhaled a long, weary breath, her mind jumbling with the conversation she had with Romero earlier in the day. His words cut through her, lingering like an old wound reopening.

Her thoughts circled back to their kiss, and she felt her cheeks flush with a mix of warmth and pain. She couldn’t deny that the kiss had left her shaken. It wasn’t just the intensity, it was how he had looked at her, as if she was someone to be reckoned with. But when he brushed it off as a matter of control, it reminded her that she was only part of a contract, not his heart. And it stung.

“What were you thinking, Carmen? Did you really believe he could be attracted to someone like you?” she whispered to herself, voice fragile as a tear slipped down her cheek.