SIGRID

The flashbacks of my moans, Silas’s, my voice saying I needed to go to the bathroom… oh, for the love of the Goddess.

Could I just die right here, right now? Please…

I thought about dismissing her quickly and getting out of this incredibly awkward moment, but Silas beat me to it, stepping toward her.

I tensed and followed, hoping he wouldn’t disobey me on this—otherwise, I’d really be pissed.

“Silas,” I called sharply, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he yanked my cloak off the girl’s sho