Chapter 63 —I love them both

Narrator:

Aylin was in the bedroom, unpacking her bag with automatic movements. The hot water from the shower had relaxed her muscles, but her mind was still caught up in the intensity of everything that had happened since she set foot in the mansion.

She had dressed in the first thing she found in her suitcase: comfortable jeans and a simple T-shirt. No dresses or outfits that suggested she was now Mrs. Adler. No, Aylin was Aylin, period.

She sighed as she took out a couple more items of clothing and folded them on the bed, when she heard three soft knocks on the door. She turned with a slight frown.

For a moment, she thought it might be Roman, but dismissed the idea. He didn't knock.

She put the clothes aside and walked to the door, opening it without thinking too much about it.

And there she was. Sasha. The girl looked at her with her big, dark eyes, the same ones she had seen so many times before, shining with rebellion, mischief, sweetness, and so many