I couldn't stop thanking the gods for this unexpected turn of events, for this sudden twist of fate that seemed to be aligning the stars in my favor. But then, a nagging thought, a tiny prick of doubt, wormed its way into my mind.
Wait.
Was she really doing it on purpose?
The question hung in the air, a silent accusation against the seemingly innocent moment unfolding before me. My brow furrowed, a faint crease appearing between my eyes as I considered the possibility. It seemed too coincidental, too perfectly timed to be mere accident.
Driven by a sudden, undeniable urge to confirm my suspicion, I dared to peek for a fleeting moment, my gaze darting quickly downwards. I needed to ensure, absolutely ensure, that she had already put on—
Huh, not yet?! My breath hitched, a silent gasp caught in my throat.
