Chapter Thirty-Seven

Rayne

I wake up with the sun in my eyes.

I sit up immediately in alarm. I'm on the bed and not on the divan, and this causes my heart rate to accelerate significantly.

I don't remember getting here.

I look around. The room is empty. Max isn't here. It calms me down but I'm still searching my mind for a memory of rising from the divan at any point during the night and deciding to sleep on his bed. I didn't. I never would and no, I'm not a sleepwalker and never have been.

Which could only mean one thing...

The door opens, surprising me. Veronica walks in first, and she's accompanied by two maids. One of them is carrying a tray of breakfast. The other has a folded dress in her hand. I know that dress. It's mine.

"Rayne," she says, tilting her head. "Darling."

She walks up to me and hugs me. I hug her back awkwardly. It's hard to do so when I'm sitting and she's standing. She pulls away and says, "You've been so brave. So very brave. I can't believe what happened last night. Max told