Chapter 87

Ashley had tossed and turned on the bed. Getting used to sleeping with an octopus was a terrible thing when said octopus wasn’t in the bed. She wondered how he would sleep, the first day she lost her memories was when she found out he couldn’t sleep properly if she wasn’t around. He was too stubborn for his own good.

She sighed as she rolled down and padded over to Louis, she liked the man, she remembered him fuzzily. She wanted to know where the library was.

“Mr Louis, good evening”, she whispered to the old man elegantly sipping champagne from a flute. Unfazed by her sudden showing up in the middle of the night, he smiled and set the flute on the counter gently before facing her.

“Good evening Madam”, he said softly. Ashley smiled back and fidgeted. She didn’t know if he needed to ask permission from Ian first, if he did, she would just go to bed immediately. There was no way he would let her near his library.

“May I ask where the library is?”, she asked softly, praying he didn’t h