Capítulo 22: I want to die

YIREN

I wince as the words slip out, a flush creeping up my neck. "I'm stuck in this dress."

Jun's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, and for a moment, he just stares at me, as if grew two heads. I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks, but I can't bring myself to stop now. "The zipper won't budge. I spent two hours dancing around my room last night trying to get it off, and then I passed out wearing the dress."

There's a beat of silence. Then—he laughs.

Yeah, Jun bursts into laughter. Not a polite chuckle or a smirk or that annoying teasing grin—no, he's laughing like it's the funniest thing he's ever heard in his life. And he doesn't stop. His laughter fills the room, bouncing off the walls, and for a moment, it catches me off guard. It touches my body the way it shouldn't.

I should be pissed. Scratch that—I am pissed. But also... I'm not.