Shed jolt back as he growled those words, lowering her finger as she’d bite her lower lip, she didn’t mean to strike a nerve in him, as she turned her attention to him as he spoke. She looked at his eyes gulping softly as she’d watch him head to the living room, unsure wether to follow him or not
“Maybe he wants space..”. she mumbled quietly to herself, as she’d push herself off the counter and left the rose on there, turning to head and slipped out of view from the guard and Luca towards the library, as she walked in seeing the booked go from the floor basically up to the roof, a variety of reads. She’d walked around exploring the area, filled with vintage furnisher, and old books as well as new ones. It felt good to be alone without anyone nearby
shed head towards the educational books, skimming over the titles wondering if they had any psychological books , or books about therapy 101, anything within that category, as she found one. Mastering the clinical conversation
By Matthew Villatte, as she’d skim over the preface. Slightly intrigued she put the book back, afraid to take it to read it as she felt like she needed permission to even take a book to read. She’d sigh, and head over to a small, yet comfortable chair curling up in a ball, hugging her knees as she’d rest her head on her knee staring at the fireplace that was in there. She felt so alone, so isolated, and she hated feeling hated by the one person she had to love
But this was her life, and the guard was right, she was trapped, there was no means of escape, Luca made it clear and her father made it very clear. She didn’t even want to know what would happened if she even tried to escape this marriage. Natasha sighed heavily , it felt good to have this alone time to process these thoughts with nobody on her ass , not a guard or maid insight..
@Blue Beetle