Wait! Was Trion going to watch her change her clothes? She hoped he was mature enough to understand.
Holding the dress, Araxie quickly stared at Trion, waiting and hoping that he would walk away and let her change but no, he kept his eyes fixed on her, without blinking instead.
"What's wrong. You didn't like the dress?"he asked as if he didn't know what was bothering her.
"No."she hurried to say. She had liked the dress but his presence wasn't letting her admire it to her satisfaction.
"No?"
"Oh... yes. I mean I like it but..."
"But what?"he asked stubbornly.
"I can't change with you here. Can you please give me some space. Come back when I'm done changing "
"What. You mean me being here is bothering you this much. Do you even know why I can't leave you alone even for a second?
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