230 Desolate (1/2)

Abi was dumbfounded. She never imagined that Alex would finally invite her into his room. She had been thinking a lot about what was inside his room, about the reason why he never invited her inside before. Since the day she started living in his mansion, this room was like the forbidden place that no one was allowed to set foot in, even her. So now that Alex was suddenly inviting her in, she didn't know why but her heartbeat began to thunder loudly in her ears.

”It's okay if you don't want –”

”I want to!” she cut him off. How could she not want to see what was inside his mysterious room?

Alex finally smiled, though quick and slight, and Abi felt her body slowly calm down seeing that his silent rage might be somewhat dissipating.

”Okay, come in,” he told her and he pushed the door open. Abi's heart raced in anticipation and curiosity. For a moment, her worry about him and his injuries were forgotten.

”There's really nothing much in here for you to see, though,” he said as he walked towards the darkness. She was surprised that Alex didn't go to the side to switch the light on. Instead, he lit up a… candle?

Abi's mouth dropped as the candle's light started to light up the room.

”I'll go for a quick shower,” he told her and Abi just nodded, still speechless with what she was seeing.

His room was not what she expected at all. Far from what she had imagined. It was like this room didn't belong to this grand palatial house. It looked old, completely ancient, and cold. His four poster bed was made up neatly, with only one black pillow and no blanket. The room was bare except for his bed and an old table, just like his room in Country V. But this one looked incredibly desolate, as if no one was actually living in this place.

If Alex wasn't here, if she didn't see him coming and going from this room countless times, she might not have been able to believe that he actually slept here, that this was his room. It was eerie and dark and nothing more. It was like the architect who made this entire house purposely left this room untouched and never bothered to do anything to it.

This place was just as cold and dark as Alex the first time she met him.

She looked around once again, trying to see more, despite him telling that there was nothing to see inside. She wondered if the reason why he never invited her inside was because he thought this would scare her. She wondered why his room was like this.

Her eyes fell on the door where he headed into and she peeked inside. She was glad his bathroom at least had a lightbulb and not just being lit up by a candle. She saw his large wardrobe and she had a strange thought run through her head. She thought that Alex might only be using this room just to go and get changed or take a shower. She somehow felt that he might not even use the bed. It was totally strange.

Looking at the tinted glass on the far end of the room, Abi saw his silhouette. She stepped back and looked around his bedroom again. She noticed the candle he lit up. It was set on another ancient looking candelabra. The type that one would see in museums.