I walked out of the bathroom after taking a deep shower with a clean white towel wrapped around my body. I casually used a short white towel to dry my silver hair while making my way to bed.
Smelling a familiar scent, my feet couldn't help but come to a halt.
I froze upon seeing Wyatt sitting on my bed.
Arya had been the one to lead me into the room before I left for the bathroom; I never expected Wyatt to be here! What was he doing here? Everyone must've known he was in my room!
A tint of red surfaced on my face, and I couldn't help but take a step back in embarrassment. "Wyatt," I called in a tiny voice, which was mainly due to embarrassment.
Wyatt's calm black eyes fell on my face. Upon peering into his eyes, I discovered that his eyes held no ripples or desire, and his face was bl
