In the darkness, she finally felt a little relaxed.
Her eyeballs gently moved as she looked at the floor beside her.
In the darkness, she couldn't actually see anything, but she could sense he was right next to her.
In the air, a strange scent was wafting, a scent unique to this man, mixed with the aroma of the recently used bathwater.
The scent of the bathwater he used was very unique, a faint pine fragrance, which smelled very pleasant.
She gently inhaled, and then her lips curled into a smile.
But as her lips curled, she was startled by herself.
What was she doing?
Why would she... do this?
She clearly didn't like him and always wanted to maintain a distant relationship with him, right?
But why was this happening?
Biting her lip, she felt a bit flustered, gently pressing her hand over her heart, turning around to face away from him.
At what point did her attitude towards him change?
