บท 67: The Fate Of Three

And there he was, the short red-haired guy with piercing green eyes, standing in the middle of my space. My eyes were immediately drawn to his muscular body, which was well-toned but not overly bulky.

Despite his physical presence, there was something about him that shone through everything else in the room. It was as if he commanded attention without even trying. But as my gaze met him, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease flow through my veins.

His sinister smile made me smirk but I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right. I couldn't look away, though. His eyes held me captive, "I believe we have met," he grinned. Ignoring his words, I made my way over to the right side of the bed and placed my luggage down.