No Use

MALIA'S POV

"Here, cover up" He tossed the piece of clothing that I had laid out on the bed toward me. I did not attempt to catch it and it fell right next to my feet. My gaze veered from him to the dress and I kneeled and gathered it into my hand before ambling back into the bathroom.

With so many questions in my head as to what had brought him here all of a sudden after he left in the most bizarre way possible. As much as I wanted to drag my stay in the bathroom, it came to an abrupt end when a firm knock sounded on the door.

"Can you come out? I do not have all the time in the world?"

Well, neither do I. I would have preferred to just stare at myself in the mirror the whole time than face him right now. I just didn't have a good feeling about him.

But I strolled out of the bathroom nevertheless, my head facing the well-polished floor the whole time. I only raised my head to inspect if he was still on the bed and when I saw that he wasn't there, I proceeded to skim around the entir