"Get up, what?" he asked.
Lucy was acting completely out of character. She had always carried herself like the world revolved around her—confident, untouchable, and completely in control.
'She wouldn't do this without a reason.' he muttered to himself.
"Is something wrong?" he pressed.
Lucy narrowed her eyes, her lips tight with hesitation, before letting out a heavy sigh.
Slowly, she removed her top, revealing her bare skin and delicate chest.
But instead of feeling aroused, Asher froze, stunned by the sight of dark veins creeping across half of her body.
She quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing with shame. She had never been this exposed before—not physically or emotionally.
"Do I look ugly?" she stuttered, her voice barely a whisper, desperate to know if her appearance was too much for him.