In a substantial black robe that clearly belonged to Nikolai, Ophelia emerged from the bathroom. She had anticipated it being hefty, but it was actually quite comfortable.
She smiled as she came upon a black shirt and red pants that was perfectly folded on the bed. Nikolai was very attentive.
She changed into the clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, teasing her hair until it was ruffled.
As she closed her eyes, she saw Nikolai. His once-crimson eyes had gone entirely black, resembling those of a demon. Her eyes snapped wide as she gasped.
"What was that all about?" Slowly, she questioned, resting her fingertips on her lips unconsciously. His eyes had an uncanny resemblance to demons'. Despite feeling faint last night, she was certain it wasn't an illusion because she had perfect eye sight.
