Chapter 38 Sexual Release

• Breaking down in the shower was my thing, but I was able to finish my weeping session then went to pull on black sweatpants and a grey hoody sweater. My feet were covered in socks, sprawled on the floor as I opened the file Mrs. Mary had brought up. Work, training, and Brum would be the only things keeping me sane in the castle.
• The paper was brought to my face, reading or trying to, because everything time I read a word, all I heard was ‘little darkness’. I sighed. I could not concentrate; I could do nothing and time was going. The ball was in a few weeks and I wanted it to be perfect. Time was already not on my side.
• I loved that name though.