Kapitel 157: Plotting

While everyone was busy plotting against her, Nora was busy plotting against her husband. As the man left the house at his usual ungodly hour for his exercise, she slowly slid out of the bed, racing out. 

Should she go in or not? As she paced outside the door of "The Forbidden Room", she wondered if this would mean crossing a line. Earlier in the relationship, she had never dared to step into his room, not wanting to invade his privacy. With the new development in their relationship, there seemed to be some tacit understanding that they would be spending the night in her room.

But why not his room? As she crossed her hands behind her back and walked around, she grinned as she imagined what his room would be like. Would it be all dark and sparse furnishings, clean lines that she always read about in novels? Or would it be something different?