Ella practically collapsed on the bed as soon as she and Cad got back to their hotel room. The pair had just finished the last of her preliminary hearings before taking her case to trial, and she was absolutely exhausted. It was draining, having to face her stepmother, stepsisters, and several Danish orderlies that were sent to oversee the events, but it had to be done. At least that’s what Cad kept telling her. “Can we order room service?” She half-whined as she kicked off her shoes, letting them clunk to the floor by the end of the bed.










