Bab 42: The unspoken heat

Lyla

I woke up the next morning, blinking groggily at the warm sunlight streaming in through my window. I stretched, feeling a strange calmness settle over my body. The overwhelming tension that had gripped me yesterday seemed to have eased, leaving me surprisingly… normal.

I no longer felt that feverish, consuming desire – I was still horny but I felt like I could control it.

As I made my way downstairs, I saw Nanny standing by the stove, staring at the pot on fire but she seemed to be absent-minded. Her eyes were blank, and her brows were furrowed in a frown.

"Nan?" I called out.

No reply.

"Nanny?" I called out the second time, this time louder than the first one. She snapped back to reality, flashing me a smile not before I saw worry flash in her eyes. She wiped her hands on the dish towel on the counter and came towards me.