"Good night, Anastasia," Cornelius said softly as we reached the door to my room. I couldn't help but notice that he hadn't let go of my hand since we started walking earlier. Now, I eagerly waited for him to release my hand so I could enter my room and rest. However, he held on tightly and continued to gaze at me, as if he wanted something. Confused, I finally spoke up.
"Do you need anything else from me?" I asked, hoping for an answer. He simply smiled and approached me. I flinched when he gently kissed my forehead, just like the day we first met in that room.
"I will be leaving," he stated, looking deeply into my eyes. My heart raced as I stared back, feeling lost in his gaze. I could only nod in response, unable to find the right words, especially when he was looking at me with those
