Violet has fallen into the pit.
That was what she was feeling right now. Some memories of the last night returned in waves, although she didn't get the whole picture, she still could pierce things together. Cassiel's naked chest, the warmth of his skin under her fingers, the tickling breath on her…
'AHHHH! What have you done, your rotten woman!'
She screamed in her head and shut her eyes tightly. How can she look at his face right now?!
After spending years trying to get him and Ophelia to get closer, she had to go and take his first night while her pink-haired friend was slumbering peacefully somewhere in the same castle.
"Violet, look at me," Cassiel asked her, his voice filled with hints of anger, sadness, and fear.
She shook her head, her hands still covering her vision.
