Chapter 23: A DEAL

Emerging from the bathroom, Ophelia found herself draped in a voluminous black robe that unmistakably belonged to Nikolai. It was heavier than she'd anticipated, but surprisingly, the fabric was soft and comfortable against her skin. A small smile tugged at her lips when she noticed a neatly folded black shirt and red pants laid out on the bed. The gesture was simple, yet it revealed a side of Nikolai that was unexpectedly considerate. She changed into the clothes, their fit snug and comfortable, and sat on the edge of the bed, ruffling her hair absentmindedly as she tried to gather her thoughts. Closing her eyes, she replayed the events of the previous night, and her mind fixated on Nikolai. His once-crimson eyes had turned pitch-black, like those of a demon. The memory sent a chill down her spine, and she gasped as her eyes snapped open. "What was that all about?" she murmured to herself, her fingers unconsciously grazing her lips. His eyes had been unsettlingly similar to those of