Chapter 41 You're Wicked
- Her brows furrowed and looked between me and the shower. The corner of her lip pulled down a fraction, just for a second. Not a full frown but I couldn't stop staring at her mouth now.
- "Are you sure?" I pressed.
- "Aleksander, I....," she shook her head and inhaled, "I'm fine. Tired. Just tired." She was lying.