Bea’s POV
The following day, I woke up to the streaming sunlight shining through the open curtains; the windows were slightly open, allowing a gentle breeze in. I smiled to myself and sat up in the enormous four-poster bed. I still had to pinch myself to believe that this was happening. Marcus wanted me, little old me, and nobody else. Never again did I have to put up with horrible insults and awful abuse from those nasty beta sisters.
As I swung my legs over the bed and looked for my slippers, I grabbed my robe and threw it over my shoulders. I decided to have a quick shower before going downstairs for breakfast. I wondered what today would have in store for us, but before I could think more about that, there was a knock on the door.
"Come on in," I said, smiling because I knew it wou
