Julien pulled her up the stairs as tears streamed down her cheeks. But Lacey said nothing. What could she say that would make this right? But instead of turning toward the left when they reached the fifth floor, he led her toward the right. She had no idea where he was taking her, but he said nothing on the way, obviously feeling hurt and betrayed.
Lacey nearly fell over when they stopped in front of his room. Julien opened the door and inside was a suite of rooms, all luxuriously done. He took her to the living room and stood her by the sofa.
"Sit," Julien ordered, and then walked away.
Lacey did as he asked and then buried her face in her hands but said nothing.
Julien came back a moment later and nudged her. When she looked up, he held a glass out to her. "Here. Drink this. It’ll help you to relax."