Lethia, already used to his sudden proximity and teasing, smirked right back. "Because you refused to ruin me with something else."
Inside the elevator, the reflection of a fox flickered across the mirror, making Lethia's breath hitch. Her eyes widened as she instinctively turned to Renar, checking if he had seen it too. But he remained utterly unbothered.
["Do you miss me?"] The familiar sultry voice of the fox echoed in her mind. Its sudden appearance made Lethia's eyes burn with rage.
'You… How dare you leave me alone like that last night?'
["You did well, though. And so creative with your foreplay."] The fox's expression was smug, its brows wiggling in playful mockery.
Lethia clenched her fists, resisting the urge to punch the reflection on the elevator wall—if only she were alone. But then, her anger twisted into confusion.
The fox had four tails now.
'You… your tails…'
