Chapter Nineteen

[Nivera’s POV]

Something was going on in the house, but Lucien wouldn’t tell me what it was. I was really disturbed and although I had tried to believe that Mrs Phil had just said what she said due to her mental illness, I had a feeling that there might be more to it.

I tossed and turned in my bed, but was unable to sleep. The lights were off and I had closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, and even went as far as faking a snore when Lucien had come to bid me goodnight.

Perhaps, a glass of milk would help me fall asleep, but he had forbidden me from coming downstairs in the meantime. According to him, there was a kind of renovation going on and since it was a surprise, he didn’t want me to ruin it by seeing it before it was complete. I didn’t fully believe him, but I pretended to.

Just as I was about to turn on the lights and keep myself busy by reading a book, I heard footsteps… they were steady, loud and clear. It came from the room on the far end of the floor; Lucien’s room. He