Chapter 45 Three

Rachel

The main bedroom was all white. White linen, white walls, the air con so cold after the balcony that my wet thighs came up in goosebumps, and a bed big enough to land a plane on, facing a mirrored wardrobe.

South put me down on it on my hands and knees. Facing the glass.

“Colour.”

“Green.”

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