'Breathe in… breathe out…'
By now, controlling my breath had become a habit.
I didn't even need to think about doing it. The moment I would find myself in a stressful situation that required me to keep perfect control, the habit would kick in. And with all the conditioning I've done to date, controlling my breath actually did help me to control my thoughts and focus.
Only that…
I'd never expected it to come in handy in a situation such as this!
"Please, tell me that if I turn around, you will still be dressed…" I muttered under my nose, half-hoping to get an answer and half-begging all the deities that looked over this world not to hear any answer at all.
The best outcome for the current situation would be for Selia to be already fast asleep, happily humming up in her dreams while neatly covered up by the blanket all the way up to her neck.
Yet, when that rustling sound repeated, I gritted my teeth, knowing those were all nothing but hopes and dreams.
