Chapter 50: To Be Wherever Theodore May Be.
The other Evening.
At the Baroness’s tea party.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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Shi’Enz felt stuffed and uncomfortable breathing in the hall after having dragged her elder sister away from embarrassing them further than she already had, Shi’Enz had always been the quiet and confused sister who followed the lead of her sisters and also respected her solitude, she mostly watched from behind and has noticed that Lydia was innocent in all of this and she always felt horrible that the only sister who treats her well is the one who everyone intends to hurt kn the statham house, now that she is out of the house, deceived and cheated into marriage with the monster, the peace that supposedly should be hers now is still being threatened by Mira, she sighed, her shoulders slumped as she walks aimlessly around the house. The manse is large but not as large as the Statham estate, this manse has a lot of doors though. It is as if they plan an attack and they are prepared to escape through whatever route the attackers intend to ignore. The mansion is painted, cream and pink, it’s big yet pretty, Shi’Enz would be elated to live here for a year without bother, the whole building gives off serene, happy energy but with all those women inside it is a disaster, she walks further and there are trees and a gate behind them in her view now, she frowned where could that head to?
"You are going out of territory, Shi’Enz" she screamed Ahhhh! As a chilly voice made her jump with a squeal, her left palm colliding with her flesh over her heart, she met Hound’s eyes and involuntarily shivered.
"What are you doing here?" she questioned, wary but familiar. The last time he had stood outside their estate watching her it had felt pleasing and a surprise to her, she had been hit and bothered throughout the day after him, and here he was clad in the brown fluffiest of material that drags from his shoulders to hit legs, right below his knees, there is a white shirt with collars and slacks white as snow inside the fluffy coat, his face is alive and it starves her to touch it.
"I came for you" he growled, her eyes rose to meet his, the green speck in his eyes looked bigger today
"What?" she squealed, her brown eyes wide
He faced the road leading back to the Manse "Why are you outside?" he pointed out.
"The inside rejects me" she sighed, her eyes detached