Sweet Subterfuge

Thunder boomed loudly, precisely overlapping the sounds of Larissa’s pounding heartbeat in her ears. Collecting herself, she looked at the puddle gathering around Kevan’s feet and frowned subconsciously.

“It’s raining so heavily out there. The rest of her complaint died in her throat when Kevan suddenly interrupted her with a loud sneeze.

Kevan awkwardly covered his nose. His gaze darted to and fro, likely out of embarrassment as he refused to lock eyes with Larissa. There was even a faint flush on his pale face.

Pretending not to see his discomfort, Larissa got Mrs. Griffin to get him some tissues. Kevan swiftly turned around and wiped away any snot that had sprayed out accidentally.

“My apologies.” His face was still red, but he was much more collected than before. Larissa did not find his prior actions to be rude though -on the contrary, the way he looked so disheveled now made him seem a little bit more human, which well was kind of cute.

“Hurry up and go shower!” Mrs. Griffin conjured a clean towel from nowhere and handed it to Kevan. “Any more delays and you’ll have a lever from the cold!” She pushed Kevan toward the bathroom as she spoke.

between them. Such a minuscule act did not escape Larissa’s eye. The truth

called Mrs. Griffin back and said, “Please go to the third floor and help me buy an L-sized hospital gown, then buy

soaked, and it was raining cats and dogs out there, so it was impossible to buy him

“Didn’t your father leave some clothes here? Kevan can wear them, why the need to buy

Larissa at the hospital every day to the point that he had even moved his luggage

can’t wear

still pretty different, and most importantly “He’s a clean freak, and won’t wear

the most ridiculous thing ever in her life. Turning to the bathroom door that was

anyone else saw Kevan in his muddied state earlier, they would have found it

dwell further on this topic, and she