Surely he understood that after everything that had happened recently, she needed time.
She was still lost in thought when her stomach betrayed her with a quiet rumble.
Maya blinked.
Only then did she realize she hadn't eaten anything for hours. The long journey and exhaustion had completely distracted her from the growing hunger gnawing at her stomach.
Before she could decide whether to go downstairs and ask for something to eat, a gentle knock sounded on the bedroom door.
She quickly crossed the room and opened it.
Outside stood a young maid accompanied by another servant carrying several suitcases.
"Miss," the maid said politely, lowering her head, "we've been instructed to bring your luggage."
At that moment, Victor emerged from the bathroom, his hair still damp from the shower. Dressed in a pair of dark pajamas, he looked utterly drained.
