Crimson Waters

Luna Vesperia's POV

Rolling over on the mattress sent a fierce, tearing ache shooting through every muscle in my body. Even the smallest shift of my weight sparked a fresh wave of soreness across my bruised frame.

Lowering my gaze, I stared at the dark, dried bloodstains ruining the sheets beneath me. In all my girlhood daydreams, giving myself away was supposed to happen with a man I cherished—