Lucy

My bathroom space suddenly felt small. It was impossible for someone to be here but Laia was doing that prancing in my head yet again.

And I’d come to learn that her prancing could only mean one thing — Armando.

Not wanting to believe it, I turned and there he was, casually watching me take a bath. The scream that came from me had been a reflex action.

“Hello, Night Star. We meet again.” He had on a smug expression.

“How… h-how did…”

“This.” He revealed the small black watch that was almost unnoticeable if one didn’t look properly.

“Now, are you done bathing or do I have to...