"I-i am sorry!" Zia exclaimed, biting her lower lip, her voice barely above a whisper. She felt utterly defeated.
She could not help but close her eyes as Eren's fingers slid down her collarbone. However, before his hands could touch something else, she felt the touch disappear.
Her wrists were also released. Suspicious, she opened her eyes and watched Eren's back facing her. He had completely released her.
She didn't know how to feel about this. On one side, she felt relieved that she was freed. On the other hand, she felt a sense of loss.
Zia quickly retrieved her towel, wrapping it around herself with a mix of embarrassment and relief.
She avoided calling out to Eren, her cheeks still flushed with a mix of emotions she couldn't quite decipher.
"You're quite the troublemaker," Eren remarked, leaning against the wall with a casual air around him. "Next time, I might not be so kind."
