Red Spots and Worries: Seeking Comfort

Late that night, Lucian came out of the study after finishing his work.

All the lights on the first floor had been turned off, and only the lights along the second-floor corridor were still on.

While walking past the door to Estella’s room, he vaguely heard some movement inside the room, and his heart sank.

Recalling the aversion Estella had shown toward Aubree, he was worried Estella was secretly crying in her room because she was upset he did not tell Aubree to leave.

Thinking of that, Lucian quietly opened the door to Estella’s room, padded over to her bedside, and peeped at her.

Under the glow of the lights in the corridor, he saw that she seemed asleep. However, it did not look like she was getting a good night’s rest as she kept tossing and turning. She was also scratching at her body to the point that her pajamas had ridden up.

Lucian’s brows drew together sharply as he took in the scene before him.

I thought at first that she must be having a bad dream, but why is it that she