"Callis."
Raeleigh nudged him, rousting him out of bed, but he did not wake up. He opened his eyes a slit and succumbed to sleep again.
She hadn't a clue when he slept next to her, but she looked over at the photo on the wall. All for a picture?
She got out of bed and gave the photo to him. "Here, take it. I'll go to your room when I want to have a look. What do you say?"
Callis opened his eyes and latched his gaze on Raeleigh. He seemed glad about the arrangement and took it from her.
Raeleigh breathed a sigh of relief and pulled him out of bed. "Go back to your room. Remember not to tell anyone that you slept here."
Callis checked the time; it was five in the morning.
Carrying the photo, he returned to his room downstairs.
After entering his room, Callis did not come out the entire day, not even for work. The servants brought it up with Raeleigh and asked if they should call for him.
Raeleigh dismissed them and went to relieve his chores, letting him sleep.
Soon, the whole manor learned that Callis had spent the night in Miss Raeleigh's room and slept for an entire day the next day.
Raeleigh didn't know about the gossip, but those gossiping behind her back spun the story, changing the facts.
When Callis came out for dinner, they watched as Raeleigh added more food to his plate, saying he should eat more.
With that, the servants in the manor felt more vindicated.
Xanthus had also overheard the gossip.
Xanthus waited downstairs that evening; he wanted to see if the rumor was true.
In the end, when night fell, Callis clutched the photo in his hand and entered Raeleigh's room without so much as a knock.
Boiling with rage, he continued waiting only for Callis to finally emerge from Raeleigh's room at five in the morning.
Closing the door, Raeleigh sat back down on her bed, mulling over what to do.
Callis wouldn't stop visiting her room.
It seemed that she would have to lock it.
That evening, Raeleigh locked the door of her room, thinking that she would finally have a good night's sleep.
However...
She was greeted with Callis's face next to hers when she woke up the next morning. They were even under the same blanket.
Raeleigh was no longer shocked at this point. She got out of bed and settled on a chair before she went back to check on him. She grazed her fingers across his face, only for him to open his eyes to look at her.
"Do you like me?" Raeleigh asked Callis, who still didn't answer.
"I was once married and had given him a child."
Callis sat up and looked at Raeleigh. She then continued, "I feel very much comfortable being with you; I don't feel any stress. If we never step out of this manor, we will never be in danger. But it is impossible for us to detach ourselves from the outside world. Once we go out, there will be many dangers waiting for us, especially for you."
"Jepherson will make sure I never get to see you again, and the Doyle family will also harm me, and..."
Raeleigh let her sentence hang while Callis fixed his gaze at her. She asked, "If you want to, we can be a couple. If you want to stay in my room, then make yourself at home, but we can't be like married couples..."
Raeleigh chewed on her lips. "Forget it."
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