A/N: I am extremely grateful to all the readers and reviewers, selmass2002, KenLalaLaura, Xaori, Shirahane Aikawa and Mercenary Nemesis, for encouraging me to write, thanks a lot! Special Credits to Mercenary Nemesis for helping with the chapter title.


Chapter 7: Decoding Kathleen Richardson


(Leon's POV)

I briefly looked sideways at Kate, as the huge gates of her mansion came into view. She was looking ahead as well, and hardly had any expressions on her face. Normally, people feel happy or relaxed to be back home, but she seemed indifferent about the fact that she was home, and to be honest she seemed much livelier when she was visiting my home. I don't know what she was thinking but she had this cold look in her eyes, when she looked at the place, where she grew up. It was almost like she didn't want to be here, making me wonder if that was true then what could be the reason.

I pulled my car to a stop in front of the gates and the guards stationed there moved to the car to check, who the visitors were. They were more than shocked to see Kate on the side seat of my car and opened the gates, apologizing to her. She just dismissed their honest mistake casually and wished them well, as I drove past them. Her demeanor reverted back to doll-like, as we neared the actual mansion building.

I stopped my car in front of the grand manor, which was Kathleen Richardson's home, and both, Kate and I stepped out of the car. I moved to get my luggage out from the back seat of the car, when I was stopped by one of the menservants, as he moved to take my luggage from me while another guy was already taking out Kate's luggage from the car and had carried it half way up the marble steps, leading to the main entrance of the house.

"It's fine, I can handle it", I told him politely. I was physically able to carry my own luggage and besides it was a little too much luxury for me.
"Please sir, it would be my pleasure", he said with a smile, taking the bag from me.
"Hey…", I began in protest.
"Leon, it's fine!", Kate said keeping a hand on my shoulder, as the attendant gave me a nervous look, "He's just doing his job", she added to me before turning to the manservant and saying, "Take all the luggage to my room."
"Yes, ma'am", he said with an obedient nod and walked away with my bag.

I turned to Kate, feeling a little at unease, "I could have carried my own bag", I told her a fact.
"I am not saying you can't but it's totally fine to take their help sometimes", Kate said to me with a smile, "And like I said, they are just doing their job. If you'll disagree with them like this, it would just hurt their morale and ruin their mood."
"Ma'am", another manservant called Kate's attention and she turned to him.
"Yes?", she beamed at him.
"If the gentleman is staying over, should I park his car?", he asked her in a very polite tone.
"Sure, please do!", Kate said to him and then turned to me, "Give him the car keys", she added to me. I handed him my car keys, thinking that possibly that's how it works in this place, "Shall we head inside?", Kate asked me with a smile.
"Yeah", I gave her a nod.

Kate hooked her arm around mine and we climbed a couple of steps to reach the main door. As we neared it, I could easily see that there were two people standing near the door. An old man and a old woman; the old man I recognized from before, he was their butler, and it seemed that the old lady was one of the housemaids.

"Welcome home, Lady Richardson!", both of them said together, welcoming her return.
"Thank you", Kate said with a weak smile, "Can you both gather everyone in the house? I have an announcement to make."
"Yes ma'am", they both said and hurried away.

It wasn't long before all the maids and menservants gathered in the huge living room. They looked slightly nervous, as they stood in a line, murmuring among themselves and possibly wondering what the announcement could be about. The butler and the guy, who offered to park my car, were the last ones to join the small crowd.

I looked sideways at Kate, when she didn't say anything, even when people stopped coming. It seemed she was waiting for more people to come and before I could ask her, I saw a middle aged woman descend down the stairs. It didn't seem like she worked for Kate, since she had this air of sophistication around her. A young man hurriedly walked to join her as well, and they both got to the foot of the stairs at the same time. They both looked like her family members.

"Kate, you're back early?", the old woman said with an uncaring smile.
"Yeah, my work finished earlier than expected", Kate told her with a weak yet more genuine smile.
"Why did you call us?", the young guy said not bothering to go through formalities, "I was on a phone with a very important client. And who is this guy?", he asked briefly looking at me.
"Let Vivian join us and I'd tell everything", Kate said to him in a similar tone.
"I am already here, so get on with it", the woman, who had thrown a vase at Kate the last time I visited this place, said as she joined us. It seemed she was probably heading out otherwise she was dressed too brightly to stay at home, "Hurry up, I am already late for a party", she proved me right by telling us that little detail.

The subtle hostility was obvious from her relatives, but even so I guess they did have some regard towards Kate, since they came right away when she called for them. They seemed a little displeased to have been called and appeared almost impatient to get back to whatever they were doing, as if they had no interest in whatever Kate had to say like they just knew it won't be anything important.

Everyone in the entrance hall became silent and just kept looking at Kate, waiting for the announcement. They all carried expressions mixed with apprehension and curiosity, as they looked from Kate to me and then back to Kate. I was a little amazed to see that Kate held such an authority over these people.

Kate looked at me and once again wrapped an arm around mine, "Everyone this is Leon S. Kennedy", she told them with a beautiful smile and practically hugging my arm, "My husband!"

No one in the room uttered a single word, when they heard the information, but it wasn't like that they lacked reaction. Initially they were silent because of the suspense, but their silence now was due to the shock from hearing this unexpected news. It didn't take too much time for them to recover from the surprise, and the maids started to whisper among themselves, looking at me in utter curiosity.

"You got married?!", the old woman asked her and the astonishment in her tone was quite obvious.
"Yeah earlier this evening", Kate replied with a bright smile and in a very casual way, as if it was a very normal thing one does.
"But that's so sudden!", the lady said looking at Kate's other two relatives, who were equally shocked but still were more composed than the rest of the people in the room.
"We love each other, so we decided to get married", Kate said with a shrug. In my opinion that was the most random answer ever, "I mean we both are busy and…"

"So, he's the beneficiary of your father's inheritance!", the woman exclaimed looking, or more surveying me. It seemed as if she didn't approve of me to get that inheritance.
"He owns part of your father's stock now?!", the guy said in a surprised tone, "What business you're in?", he asked stepping up to me.
"He's not from a business field", Kate told him, before I could answer, and he gave her an even more shocked look, "He's a Government Agent!", she spoke with a sense of pride and looked at me.
"What?!", he almost yelled and his faced turned red, "What about the business?"

"Relax, you don't have to get so hyper", Kate said to him with a smile, "Leon and I already decided that I'd handle his part of inheritance, so you don't need to worry."
"Hmph… so you just married him for the money", Vivian commented with a smug smile and crossed her arms.
"I married him because I loved him", Kate said to her with a smile, speaking in a very calm tone.
"Sure, if that's how you want to cover it up", Vivian said letting out a laugh, "To me money and property seems to be the only reason."
"If that's how you think, I can't really change your mind", Kathleen said and her devious smile finally made an appearance, "After all, isn't money and property the reason why you're still here as well?"
"You…", Vivian almost exploded in anger.

Vivian glared at Kate but Kate's carefree expression made it more than obvious that she had the upper hand here. Kate looked away from her and looked at her other two relatives. They both backed away a little, seemingly defensive and leaving possible thoughts of confrontation behind. I suppose reporters were not the only victim of her harsh truths. She really ruled this house like a queen and I couldn't help but wonder if she was the same, when her father was alive.

"So let's get back to the introduction shall we", Kate said looking at me, "This is my Aunt Pamela, she's my dad's dear cousin", she added pointing to the middle aged woman.
"Nice to meet you", I said politely.
"Nice to meet you too", she said with fake smile, which seemed more nervous than delightful.
"This is my second cousin and Aunt Pamela's son, Daniel", Kate said introducing the guy and we shook hands greeting each other formally, "That's Vivian, also my second cousin and Aunt Pamela's daughter."
"It's a pleasure to meet you", I said to her out of courtesy.
"Whatever", she just rolled her eyes at me, "I'd like to leave, I am getting late for the party."
"Alright, enjoy", Kate said to her and she stomped away out of the house.

Kate's Aunt and her male cousin also excused themselves, leaving us with just the servants of the house. I thought Kate would just dismiss them, so they could carry on their work. But it surprised me when she started introducing them to me; the butler, Francis; the head maid, Maria; the cook, Travis; the menservants, Peter, Dennis and Roger; and the maids Lucy, Amanda and Linda. And then she asked them to return to their work, and they all did what they were told.

Kate let out a sigh muttering, "That went well."
"Yeah could've been worse, right?", I couldn't help but say, a little sarcastically. Her lies were more or less out in the open.
"Well who knows?", Kate shrugged looking back at me, "Let's go to my… I mean our bedroom", she smiled at me suggestively.

I thought that Kate would drop her flirty acts when she'll be back home but I guess I was completely wrong with that assumption. She led me up the stairs, telling me about the geography of her mansion. All the main members of the house had their bedrooms on the second floor. Her father's study, kitchen, recreational room and servants' bedrooms were on the ground floor. Everything in this place was pricey, and one could say that her mansion was a mini castle. She even ruled it like a spoilt princess.

Kate opened the door to her room and I followed her inside. It wasn't the first time I was stepping in a woman's bedroom but it was her bedroom in particular that left me in awe. It was really big, even bigger than my entire apartment; no doubt my place looked like a shack to her. She had a king sized bed with immense amount of pillows and cushions on it. A sitting area with comfortable looking loveseats and couch, next to the fireplace and a big screen television as well. She had three mirrors on her dressing table, which had a couple of beauty products and an elegant jewelry box sitting on it.

"Isn't it a really good mood setter?", Kate spoke walking past me and sitting on her bed, smiling at me.
"Are you like this in real?", I couldn't help but ask her, letting out a tired sigh.
"Oh so you're into role play, huh?", she questioned twisting the meaning of what I said.
"Absolutely not", I told her the truth with a shake of my head, "I prefer originality of the characters."

Kate's flirty smile faltered for a bit, "I see…", she said with a smile of realization, "I am not into it either, but now I am tired to do even the normal thing", she let out a sigh and bent down to undo her stilettos.
"You shot down my hopes", I said sarcastically in a monotone.
She looked up and let out a laugh, "Let me have bath and then we'll go have dinner, it would definitely give me some energy", she said lifting herself from the bed and walking to the farther end of the room.
"Take your time", I said watching her open a door and enter the room.

I would have thought that it was the bathroom but then Kate wouldn't have left the door wide open. I walked to see which room it was, and wasn't really surprised to see that it was a walk-in closet. She had a great amount of clothes that were ironed and arranged according to the style. The shelves on the walls were lined with shoes of all style and color. Not only that she had a number of handbags and jewelry, and all of the stuff in the wardrobe was from famous designer brands.

I looked at Kate; she was busy choosing her clothes. She looked up at me and gave me a smile and said, "You have some special request for your wife, Mr. Kennedy?"
"Wear whatever you want", I responded totally uninterested, and turned to leave.
"Okay", she said and pulled out a dress, "You can change into your home clothes, make yourself comfortable. Your bag's over there", she pointed it out.
"I'm fine for now", I told her as we both walked back to the bedroom. I already had a shower and change of clothes, before we left for the airport, so there was no need.
"As you wish", she replied with a shrug, "Want to join?", she asked entering the bathroom.
"Thanks, but I'll pass", I said moving away.

Kate didn't say anything and went on with her business. I removed my jacket and set it on the loveseat and relaxed on it for a little bit. When I heard the sounds of shower, I lifted myself off the couch and moved to check the room. I had already surveyed it superficially but it was the right time to go in finer details. Kate stepped in the room with me, so if she was really involved in the murder then it was the right time to get my hands on it, since later she would just put it out of sight. Besides a person's room was mirror to their character.

I moved to the mantelpiece over the fireplace and checked the few pictures that were sitting on it. It all had Kate and her father together; it seemed that they were really close. The Kate in the photographs looked, well more of seemed, different than the one taking a shower. I tried to make a mental image of the woman solely based on the things she owned, the stuff she had in her room and the books she reads. Among her books, I found her journal. I pulled it out, if it was some other occasion I wouldn't have been doing this but since it was an investigation so I didn't hesitate too much in opening it and reading through a few entries.

It seemed she had a perfect life, she had best of everything and worst of nothing, at least she didn't mention anything bad in her diary. In all the entries she mentioned her dad, and it was obvious that she had been really pampered and sheltered by him all the time. I flipped the pages to see what the last entry was about, since obviously I couldn't go through the whole journal in such a small time. The last entry was made on the day before her wedding. I read through the entry and she wrote about how her father arranged a special dinner for her because he thought it was the last dinner they'll be having dinner together, and she reprimanded him about it.

I closed the journal and let out a sigh, the weight of those last few words were a little too much for anyone. I guess they both didn't think, it would really be their last dinner together, given that Kate didn't murder her father. But then again it could be an accidental murder; it takes a moment of disagreement for a daughter to kill her father. I put back the diary where it belonged and moved to check the files lying on the coffee table in her room.

All the files were the monthly fiscal reports of different branches and industries owned by the Richardson Enterprise. I didn't really understand the working of the balance sheets but it seemed they didn't say things any different from the news; Richardson Enterprise was relatively gaining more capital as the months passed. Although the company suffered losses for some time after Keith's Richardson death but it pulled through. I dropped the file back on the table; there was no solid evidence on her. From all the things in her room, she seemed to be a good daughter.

I had just started but I already felt like I was in the block. It would be a lie if I say that I didn't expect that. It was difficult to work on a murder case without having any proper evidence or lead. It would have been better if I could get my hands on evidences, witness statements and police reports on the case, but with Kate wanting the investigation to be covert it would be a little troublesome to get those things.

I moved to the balcony to get some air. The balcony was beautifully decorated with plants and even had few chairs and a table. It overlooked the garden where her wedding was held. I stood near the railings and the night breeze made me remember the night I first met Kate. On that night, I never thought that I'd be suspecting her to murder her father. I didn't even think that she was the bride and I was really surprised to find her in the backseat of my car on her wedding day. I sighed closing my eyes thinking about everything, when I realized something.

I walked back to the room and Kate was already out of the bathroom. When she noticed me, she was a little startled, "There you are", she said in realization and moved to sit on her bed.
"Why did you have your father's will with you, when you ran away from the wedding?", I asked her about what I had just realized.
She looked at me for at least a minute before speaking, "My father gave it to me", she replied in a casual tone.
"And you decided to run away with it?", I asked her being straightforward about it.
"Yeah", she agreed to it.
"I thought you were running away from the wedding", I questioned her again.
"Yes", she agreed to it as well.
"Well that's odd, that you decided to run away from the wedding with the will", I said in a confronting tone.
"So what are you saying?", she asked me, smiling a little too confidently for the moment.

"I'm saying that there's a possibility that you might have disagreed with your father about his will, and that might have led you to kill him", I told her my theory.
"And what good did it do to me", Kate asked me with a plain expression, "Part of his property is still not in my name."
"Maybe it was an accidental murder and you didn't intend it", I said with a shrug, "A moment of false judgment taken in rage perhaps?"
"How can I accidentally poison someone?", she asked me back with a smile.
"So you say it could only be deliberate", I smiled in victory for successfully making her admit that, and she looked at me in surprise, "You weren't happy how you didn't get everything, but maybe if you disagreed with your father then he might have stripped that of you as well. So, you decided to keep what you had, poisoned your father, so he could not change his will any further, ran away from the wedding to avoid your fiancé from getting anything and then later married someone like me, who has no knowledge of the business world, so you'll have all the power even over my stocks."

Kate took in whatever I said and I took careful note of her expressions. She was surprised and then a smile broke on her face, "Impressive", she complimented me, "What's holding you back from putting me behind the bars?"
"The fact that you could have easily made me transfer your father's assets in your name but you didn't", I replied reading those subtle signs of the original Kate, that I've been missing all along.
"Maybe I have some ulterior motive, like maybe I want to frame you for my dad's murder and then get all the money", she said crossing her arms and looked me directly in the eyes.
"If you wanted to frame me, you could have done it the day airport officials found you in my car", I stated another fact, "It would have been easy to say he killed my father and abducted me, then to go around and do what you're doing now."

Kate again smiled beautifully and looked to a side, "I am glad I appointed you to investigate", she said with a satisfied smile, "At least you had a better story to frame me."
"Frame you?", I questioned in puzzlement.
"Don't mind me", she said waving her hand casually, "So am I off the hook now?", she queried.
"For the time being, yes", I replied with a nod.

Kate let out an amused laugh but before she could say anything in response, her phone rang. She took the call at the first ring and answered with a 'Yes', and then listened to the caller at other end for some time, before ending it with a 'Thank you!' She set the phone aside and looked at me with somewhat serious expression.

"We are having a Press Conference tomorrow evening to disclose about us getting married", Kate told me starting to brush her hair, "So get ready to play my loving husband."
"Is it necessary?", I couldn't help but ask.
"Of course otherwise people would just get suspicious about your real purpose for being here", she spoke in casual tone, "And we'll just appear like a couple, who married each other for personal gain, and even though it's like that I don't want this to be out yet. It would completely ruin my image and might affect the business."
"I see", I responded a little thoughtful about it, well whatever she said did make sense to some extent.
"Yeah so while you investigate, you have to play the part of my husband as well", she said looking at me seriously.

"So what would be our story?", I asked her, since that's the first thing people ask of a couple.
"The same what we have now", Kate said casually, "Just that we stayed in contact after dad's death and eventually fell in love. We don't have to change too many details; otherwise it would be hard to keep track of our own lies."
"Agreed", I said with a nod.
"Also we have to get to know each other, just enough to pretend that we are a happy couple", she said thinking about it, "And…", she looked at me with a sense of realization.
"And what?", I asked her when she didn't say anything.

"Umm… well…", Kate struggled for words putting her hairbrush aside, "We have to practice kissing", she smiled up at me flirtatiously.
"No, thanks! I have had enough practice and I know how to kiss", I said raising my right hand in disapproval.
"I am serious", she said moving up to me, "Sure we can deny it but if it comes to it and we are not comfortable, then everyone would know that it's all an act. So we have to…", she didn't complete her sentence and had turned a shade of red.
I let out a sigh, grabbing my head, "Alright", I agreed to it.
"Should we do it now?", she asked me and her tone was different, it was almost hesitant.
My gaze briefly drifted down to her lips, "Yeah let's give it a try", I said even though I really didn't want to go through it.

We both looked at each other awkwardly and Kate took the first step towards me. We closed the distance enough so that we only had to lean in to kiss each other, but we both lacked the initiative. We kept looking at each other blankly and I don't know about Kate but my heart was pounding like mad because of this uncomfortable situation. Just a minute ago, I was boasting about knowing how to kiss but right now I felt a little blank on what to do. I didn't know if I tilted my head right or left when kissing. It always had been a clock work for me; my feelings made my body move on its own, but now that I was doing it voluntarily, I was finding it a little too difficult.

I took my focus off her face and looked into her deep blue eyes. They were really beautiful; they had a depth of emotions, which one couldn't read on her face, and I was able to see her better. I felt captivated looking into those eyes and my eyes involuntarily drifted down to her rosy red lips. I felt one of her hands on my chest, as I looked down at those soft and supple lips. It was then that my body moved on its own, leaning in for the kiss, only to be stopped by Kate, as she put her free hand on my lips.

"Don't be rough", Kate whispered to me in an anxious tone.
"We're not having sex", I told her frowning, "It's just a kiss."

Kate hummed in response, closing her eyes and bringing her face closer to mine. I closed my eyes, leaning in to kiss her lips as well. The moment I touched her soft and smooth lips, I involuntarily pulled her to myself very roughly, closing whatever distance that was between us. Now I exactly knew what she meant by those words, as I couldn't help but wrap one of my arms around her delicate body. She gripped my shirt tightly, as we slowly paced up the kiss. I could smell her perfume and feel her breath on my face and the warmth of her body against mine.

I didn't know that kissing Kate would feel this great. I lost all sense of time, space and purpose; it was as if all thoughts fled from my mind. I didn't care for how long we've been kissing, where we were or even why we were kissing. I just wanted to concentrate on kissing her and savoring the taste of those very perfect lips; it was nothing like anything I've tasted before, and I didn't know if I'll get to have them in future. I just wanted to make the most of it, and if Kate's not going to pull away from this kiss then why should I?

The passion and vigor from which Kate was kissing me, it didn't seem like she wanted me to stop either. I can't really say if she was enjoying it but I knew for sure she didn't hate it. Her body was a little stiff when we initially started to kiss but as our kiss lengthened her body relaxed in my arms, as if she was letting her guard down. Not only that, she was matching my kissing pace too expertly, for not wanting this.

A loud startled gasp made both of us break the kiss abruptly and Kate looked over my shoulder. I turned as well to see who had interrupted us , "I am sorry, sire and milady!", it was the head maid with a couple other maids, who were giggling in the back, "For intruding like this but we thought something bad has happened when you didn't answer, when we knocked."

"It… it's fine!", Kate said and I turned to look at her, she was blushing profusely, if it was possible she was looking even more beautiful, "Is there a problem?"
"We have come to call you for dinner", the head maid told her.
"Oh is it ready already", she said in a tone of surprise and the maid gave her a nod.
"Okay we'll head down to have our dinner then", she replied in a slightly anxious tone.
"We'll unpack your clothes in the meantime", the head maid said to her.
"Please do", Kate said to her politely, "Let's go!", she added to me, not even looking at me.

Kate took hold of my arm and almost dragged me out of the room. Once we were in a deserted hallway, her pace became normal and she let go of my hand. I looked at her but she still didn't meet my eyes after the kiss. She walked ahead and I followed her for some time, without saying a word. I wanted to read her mind but that was humanely difficult to do. I could only do so much as just make a calculated guess. Her pace slowed down as we turned a corner and I figured that maybe she wanted me to catch up to her, and I did just that.

We walked side by side, not talking to each other, in an awkward silence, but it was justified in all sense. Now that I had my head back, I could totally relate to her. We totally lost ourselves back there, it was just supposed to be a test kiss, just to know if we were comfortable doing that with each other, but we got a little too comfortable. If we hadn't been interrupted then who knows it might have ended on her king sized bed.

When we reached the top of the stairs, Kate turned to look at me, "What?", I asked her, since it seemed like she wanted to say something.
"Umm…", she tried to find words turning red once again, making herself look even more beautiful, "There's a bit of lipstick on your lips", she told me wiping it off with her thumb, "I guess we are comfortable, huh?",she more of stated than asked with a gorgeous smile on her face.
"Looks like it", I told her with a smile as well.
"Let's get back the calories, we just burnt", she smiled at me beautifully.

I nodded returning her smile and we both walked to the dinner table together. I wasn't really proud of what happened back there; it was highly unprofessional on my part, but I could say it for a fact that it was good. I don't know how but I had a feeling that I understood Kate just a little better now. It was as if I accidentally touched the soft side of her personality and her feelings were passed on to me. It made me see her in a whole different light and the obscure image I had of her persona clarified a little.

We both sat down next to each other on the dining table and the maids served us our dinner. We both thanked them for their service, before starting to eat. We tried to maintain a trivial conversation, whilst having our dinner, just for the show. I noticed Kate's relatives didn't join us on the table, so I asked her about it. Kate told me that her cousin Vivian was probably eating out tonight, since she said she was heading out to a party and as for other two of her relatives she just responded with shrug, saying that either they had their dinners before we arrived or they were just avoiding us, for whatever reasons. I wanted to know more about this family drama but I thought that dinner table wasn't the best place for such talks, so kept the talk for later.


(Leon's POV)

I lied awake in the bed, staring up at the opposite wall, since I couldn't really fall asleep. It wasn't like I was feeling homesick or I wasn't comfortable in Kate's bed, but it was because Kate had been crying for some time now. Although she wasn't that loud and I could barely hear her sobs, even when she was lying next to me but I couldn't just be inconsiderate and fall asleep when she was distressed. I didn't know how to comfort her, she clearly didn't want me to know that she was crying, since she had her back towards me and her sobs were really muffled. I couldn't help but wonder if she cried like this every night, because I didn't know what was making her cry now.

I reached for my watch on the bedside table and looked at the time; it was a little over 1:00AM in the morning. I was shocked to realize that she had been crying for two hours now. We went to bed at 10:30 PM, after deciding that it was both fine and appropriate for me to sleep on the bed with her, and she started to cry sometime around 11:00 PM; it was probably because she thought I was asleep. I turned to my side to look at her and she stopped to cry and pretended to be asleep.

I really wasn't sure if I should talk to her, since it seemed she didn't want me to know that she was crying. I decided to let her live under the impression that I was oblivious of the fact. I was about to turn my back on her when I noticed that she didn't have blanket on her properly and she also seemed cold. I raised my arm and grabbed hold of the blanket to adjust it, when she turned back and rolled into my arms. It happened so fast that I was literally taken aback by it so much that my arm hung in mid-air.

Kate grabbed hold of my shirt and I looked down at her. Her eyes were shut tightly and she mumbled a 'Please' to me. I let my arm down, that was still hanging in the air, closing it around her in something like a hug. It seemed that's all she wanted right now, well at least she wasn't crying anymore. With everything calm and quiet, it didn't take both of us too much time to fall asleep.


A/N: Thanks a lot for reading the chapter and I hope you enjoyed the lengthy chapter. I apologize for any typos or grammatical mistakes that might have caused an inconvenience to comprehend the text. I would really love to hear your thoughts about the chapter, so please leave a review. I'll see you again with the next chapter, till then have a good time and take care!