Chapter 6

Ophelia's POV

The unfamiliar scent of perfume hit me the moment I opened my eyes. It was sweet and expensive, but it did not belong in our bedroom.

I sat up slowly and looked around. The sheets were still cool against my skin, but the scent was all I could think about.

I knew it immediately. It was Bianca's perfume.

Matteo must have come back sometime after I fell asleep. He had probably carried her perfume with him from his study the night before.

I got out of bed, pulled a soft gray robe over my sleep shirt, and went…