Chapter 161: Haunted (2)
"That man is haunting me even when I am not in the manor," Annalise concluded.
When she once thought of good men, she thought of her father, men from back home, or Thomas, but now Rafael had somehow made his way onto that list.
"Only because he shut up those fools," Annalis muttered.
She had seen enough of his kindness to not deny he was a good man, but he was still her enemy and she knew that if he were to find out that she was not who he believed her to be, his kindness would vanish. He only had kindness for who he saw on his side so she shouldn’t get caught up in placing him to be a good man.
Annalise sighed, preferring to have drowned so she would not be forced to think about this now. She must have lost her mind somewhere in the water and she had to find it now. Or maybe she had long lost it in Rafael’s study when she offered to make him tea.
Rafael having trouble sleeping had nothing to do with her. She should have offered to hit him with something over the head to knock him out whenever he needed to sleep instead of making tea that would take more than three days to find what was needed.
"Father would have his head for clouding my mind. I need something to drink. I deserve it after the day I had," Annalise said, picking up water in her hands to wash her face and hopefully rid her of the thoughts she had now.
Annalise picked up a stone from under the water to start scrubbing her skin with. Knowing that the filthy man who touched her was now dead was not enough to make her feel better about his touch. She did what she had to do to lure them out from where they stayed and thankfully, they did not touch her more than they did.
"How do those women in brothels sleep at night after having to take those men to their beds?" Annalise questioned.