Chapter 842 The Goddess's Favorite
- Posey
- Willow sneaks through the door into my room dressed in a thin nightgown that barely brushes her knees. She grins at me like she has a secret stuck to the tip of her tongue, her eyes wide and bright with mischief.
- I smile through the mirror, catching her reflection, and shake my head. “What are you doing up here? I thought you were going out again tonight.”