Daniela couldn't help but feel incredibly curious about Arthur. She had tried to see his soul before, but all she saw was a light blue color—a sign of constant anxiety and fear, as if he felt like he could die at any moment. And yet, he acted normal. How could someone like him have such positive effects on the souls of the three women? Despite her irritation at him for calling her a dog, she couldn't stop thinking about that mocking grin he had when he said it. It was the first time anyone had spoken to her like that—especially a man. Maybe that's what bothered her the most. She wanted to have a good relationship with him, but for now, it seemed impossible.
Frowning, Daniela looked at Evelyn. "Last night, what were you about to say?" she finally dared to ask. Ever since that moment, she hadn't been able to sleep. Her instincts told her something had happened between them, and she was eager to find out. The thought sent shivers through her body.
