Chapter 21 I Want You To Stay Alive

Nancy woke to warmth all around her. A soft mattress, fresh sheets, and a thin cashmere blanket draped over her. It was a world apart from that cold, damp dungeon. She pushed herself up and glanced around. The guest room was spacious and bright, decorated with understated luxury. So, Sebastian still had a shred of conscience after all. At least he hadn't left her to rot. Suddenly, the door swung open gently. Taylor stepped in, carrying a glass of warm water, his expression awkward and faintly apologetic. He set the glass on the nightstand and spoke cautiously. "Ms. Sullivan, you're awake. Mr. Gates ordered that you'll be staying here from now on." Nancy arched a brow, her lips curling into a knowing smile as she accepted the glass. Such a sudden change. So he'd finally realized he'd been wrong about her. He was slower on the uptake than she thought. She tossed back the covers, her bare, pale feet sinking into the soft carpet. "Where's he?" "Mr. Gates is having lunch in the