The Return Of The Secret Billionaire

Chapter 136

Darkness came like the thick velvet curtains of the theatre. It was as if the daytime had been one part of a play and the rest was to come after this intermission of night.

She let her eyes wander the furniture, the audience to the dramas played out in that room, to the highs and lows of emotions, and to the love that dwelt in that house. As usual she wandered to the window to gaze at the stars, to peek into the universe... the spectacle that was given when all else was taken... as if commanding her to look and feel both her smallness and her oneness with something greater.

The dark room was like a place out of time, a place to rest without consequence. It was there in that way was a sanctuary, a place to recharge and forget the things the world said had to be done. It wasn't that she couldn't or wouldn't, but rather that she needed that sense of stepping out of the craziness for a while. So, in the darkness that stole even her own form, she was content to let the night pass and awa