On the way back, Lily walked beside Lucius, and both of them remained quiet. She could tell from his expression that he was feeling a bit down.
Reaching to her side, she found his hand and grabbed it, holding it as he turned slightly to look at her.
No words were needed as they simply enjoyed the stroll, observing the changes happening in the city, both good and bad, before they reached their building.
Letting go of his hand, she gave him a wink and entered her room, leaving him standing in the hall. He looked confused but shook his head, brought out the key, and entered his own place.
Taking a cold shower and cleaning some of the wounds with dried blood, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. "Knock, knock."
Opening it, he spotted Lily, her hair still wet from the shower, with water dripping down from its ends.
The dried blood and dirt were washed away as she changed into fresh clothes that clung tightly to her, emphasizing her curves.
