Chapter29:

Silvie’s POV “Don’t look…” I murmured, firstly as if I were in a trance, then I yelled it next, descending into a flustered panicked mess when Kyle didn’t immediately move, “Don’t look!” I practically shrieked, wishing the floor would just swallow me whole. To his credit, Kyle immediately turned his back, raising a hand to shield his eyes. “I’m not looking," He said firmly, though there was a strange tension in his tone. My heart pounded so hard I thought it might break through my ribs. The humiliation was suffocating. Of all the moments for this to happen, why now? Why him? “J- Just wait,” I pleaded. “I’ll grab a robe or something. Don’t move." "I’m not going anywhere!" Kyle snapped. I inched toward the bed where my discarded robe lay, making sure to stay out of what could potentially be Kyle’s peripherals. Considerately, he raised his eyes toward the ceiling, fixed firmly on one spot. I let the torn dress that now simply hung off my frame go, dropping it to the floor, and quickly sli