Chapter 132: Too Small. Not My Type.

The moment the girl stepped out of the room, Atreus Lyson's confusion deepened. "What were you doing in there?" "Showering," she said, blinking up at him with wide, innocent eyes as she clutched a towel around herself. "You took forever to come upstairs, so I went first. Then I waited for you." Her hair still dripped, beads of water sliding down her temples. It did not look like an act. Atreus's gaze lingered a beat too long. "Why are you staring at me like that?" She dropped her chin and stared...