Chapter 426

Hearing Hertha’s voice, Thalassa struggled to suppress the fear welling up within her. “Hertha,” she said, “I’ve got a bit of an emergency and need to head home. I won’t be staying over tonight. Don’t fret if you don’t see me in the morning.”

As she spoke, Thalassa cast a glance at Lysander, whose intense gaze was trained on her. It was like an invisible blade, cold and sharp, pressing against her throat.

Her heart pounded in her chest like a ping-pong ball, bouncing back and forth, as if she was a Thanksgiving turkey being prepped for the oven.

She prayed fervently that Hertha would shake off her sleepiness and realize the urgency in her voice. Otherwise, neither of them would stand a chance.

The air in the confined space was heavy with tension. Thalassa could hear her own heartbeat, loud and erratic, as if her heart was about to burst out of her chest.

Lysander’s eyes never left her, and the oppressive feeling grew stronger.

Just as Thalassa felt her nerves stretched to their limit, Hertha’s voice came over the phone. “Oh, I had dozed off. Why do you need to go back so late? Is it something important, or did I miss something?”

Hearing Hertha’s words, Thalassa felt her nerves loosen in relief. She was grateful for her best friend’s intuition and understanding.

to borrow your dress for a shower. I figured I’d save myself the

you over some other

good. You get back to sleep, okay? Goodnight.” With that, Thalassa

turned her clear eyes towards Lysander, as

before she could speak, Lysander’s hand cradled the back of her head, drawing her

surprise. She held her breath, bracing herself for a kiss.

were mere inches apart, Lysander’s hand stilled. He

and Lysander were so close that she could clearly see the fine details of his handsome face. His high cheekbones, prominent nose, sensual lips, and even the

thick lashes, were enough to make her heart

warmth of his breath

to the point where she couldn’t even breathe,

hair when your forehead wound hasn’t healed?” Lysander’s voice was low

forehead, a sign of a tender healing wound. This type of wound was prone to infection if water got in, especially with her forehead drenched in sweat.

taken aback, and her nerves were momentarily replaced by surprise.

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