Chapter 15

• —Tristan—
• I left the room and went downstairs to the game room, the pizzas had arrived so I grabbed one for Eleanor and went back upstairs to her room. This time when I entered, she was in the bed and he didn't even look up to acknowledge my presence. She had the silver nightgown in her hands and she looked at it like it was a funeral wreath or something like that. “What if I refuse to wear it?” She asked me.
• “It's completely your choice, I'd never force you. But you could either wear the night gown or be completely naked, I'm good either way, your blood would still look the same to me.” I tell her with a smile on my face.