"It's…"
"Hm?"
"So big!"
Lily's thoughts echoed in her dream as she opened her eyes. The room spun, and she saw Arthur talking to her through the haze. Her face immediately flushed a deep red.
'What on earth did I say? How am I supposed to face him now?!'
She lay on the bed, her body burning up. Instinctively, she tried to pull the covers over herself, wanting to hide. But Arthur held her hand, stopping her, forcing her to meet his gaze.
He was sitting right by the bed, his hair damp and dripping with water. He looked like a model fresh from a photoshoot, and his unbelievably handsome face was a mix of coldness and warmth.
He called her name, his voice firm yet gentle. "Lily."
'Ha, I'm Lily. Not your sister,' she thought.
"Can I kiss you?" Gathering all her courage to ask, she had
