Ollie kept his promise.
Once Jocelynn finished a breakfast that felt far too large to have fit in her stomach, he drew a warm bath for her before leaving Ashlynn's chambers and returning to his own in order to prepare for the day ahead.
For several minutes after he left, Jocelynn stared at the steaming hot water in the bath and tried to process everything that had happened this morning.
Not everything that had happened since she read Ashlynn's letters last night.
Everything that had happened this morning.
For the first time in months, she'd let her walls down completely in a way she hadn't even been able to with Eleanor.
Ollie had no guile. He had no hidden agenda. He'd come to her intending to help, and he'd done exactly that. And he'd asked for absolutely nothing in return.
