ANMELA'S POV

We went inside my apartment and fixed everything. I walked to the room silently and looked for my clothes to wear. I stepped in front of the mirror, held the hem of my shirt and lifted it. I also removed my bra and was about to grab a new one when my body froze as I looked at the mirror. Laurent was looking at me in the reflection of the mirror.

My face blushed as I noticed that I was only wearing my underwear down there, my mountains were exposed. I forgot that I was not alone in my apartment. Well… whatever. Laurent already saw my body, there...