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153: Bloodstained

Author: nayaa
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-09 23:56:34

Zara's POV

I quickly threw on my clothes, my hands still shaky from the interrupted moment, while Ike waited patiently by the door. We left the room together, stepping into the hallway, the tension from our unfinished encounter mixing with the annoyance bubbling inside me.

"I wonder what this is about now," I said, my voice laced with irritation. "I wish we could send her back or something."

"For now, we can't," Ike replied, his tone calm but firm, like he was trying to steady us both. "But onc
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