White Suit Tokyo Ghoul Novels & Stories

I say, closing the door and changing into the attire she has provided for me. While I don’t particularly love what she’s wearing right now, I do love the suit she’s selected for me. It’s all grey with high-waisted loose-fitting pants and a low-cut three-button blazer with ample shoulder pads that perfectly fit my curves. She’s given me a white turtleneck and black leather gloves along with a pair of black open-toe hush puppies. Once dressed, I assess myself in the mirror, impressed by the transformation. With all the pieces together I steel my shoulders and exit the bathroom just as Silas enters the adjoining bedroom. He freezes like a Greek statue looking from me to Camille and back. He sha