Marsai's POV:
I hesitated, the door still slightly ajar, as I took in the sight of the person standing before me. She practically radiated excitement with her wide eyes sparkling with joy. Typical—she was my best friend, after all.
Of course, I was thrilled to see her—but my excitement was overshadowed by a gnawing worry. Why did she have to show up now? Of all times, why now, when the triplets were sprawled out on my bed, completely naked?
“Marsai?” she called, her cheerful expression fading as her brows knitted in confusion. “Aren’t you happy to see me? You’ve been staring at me for ages without saying a word.”
I bit back a giggle. Her scrunched-up face and the tiny pout of her lips were almost too much. She looked ridiculously cute—absolutely adorable, in fact.
With my hands
