The days pass quickly now that I no longer have entertaining Natalia and Alessi tying me up, and they start to fall into a familiar pattern. Breakfast with Daniel, then mornings and early afternoons at the stable, burning off my anxiety and my energy. Late afternoons are spent in my bedroom with Daniel as we pour over Kent’s strategy books and talk about our next moves.
And nights?
Well. Nights are where my real education happens.
Other things have changed in the house as well. For one, I finally got a lock on my door.
“Really?” I breathed as Kent came up about two weeks ago with the handyman to have it installed. “I get privacy?”
Kent just glared at me a little. “When have you lacked for privacy, Fay?” he asked. But I just rolled my eyes at him and gestured to both the door and th
