Meredith.
I woke up to the fading touch of a soft evening breeze that filtered in through the parted curtains. For a moment, I didn't move—just lay still, soaking in the gentle quiet.
The nap had been short but effective. My body felt light, and something in my chest had settled. Peace. That was what it was.
Since the incident at the mall, I had taken extra care to avoid Wanda. Not out of fear, but to preserve the calm I had found.
She hadn't crossed my path since yesterday, and I intended to keep it that way. Apart from the dining table, where avoiding her was impossible, I made sure our paths never intersected.
That woman was probably waiting for a slip, a moment, a chance. I could feel it.
"My lady?" Kira's voice broke my thoughts. "Dinner will be in two hours."
I nodded as I stretched gently and rose to my feet. "I will go for a walk first."
"Yes, my lady," she replied, and stepped aside.
Deidra followed behind me in silence as we stepped out the rear exit of the house.
