Twisted Fate
I asked, noticing her slight shake of the head, which prompted a sigh from me.
"But you need to take a shower; there's still sand in your hair," I gently insisted. She instinctively reached up to touch her hair, emitting a frustrated groan.
"Did you do this?" she demanded, her voice tinged with frustration, but there was a hint of amusement in her eyes.
I couldn't help but laugh. "You did that to yourself, Lily," I teased playfully, a smirk tugging at the corners of my lips.
With a groan, she reached up to brush the sand from her hair, a mixture of annoyance and resignation evident on her face. It was a lighthearted moment amidst the tension.
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