Amelia's POV:
The suspense was killing me.
After Richard had showed up in my room, it was as if something had changed. I didn't know what, but I could feel a shift in the air.
Conrad's visits became fewer in between. The food tasted better, but perhaps I was only imagining it. My days were still as boring as ever. Except that now there was this unsettled feeling in my chest.
Richard's conditions.
He hadn't said anything yet. And it was killing me.
What would a man such as himself probably want from me? As much as I tried to come up with the images, nothing good came up. I have seen the kind of man he is, I saw how he treated Mark in that dungeons.
Whatever he was going to ask of me, I just knew it would be very diabolical.
I paced the floors, giving myself a dizzy head in the p
