"Oi..."

Madam Foster groaned as she held her forehead under Hendrix's scrutinizing gaze. "I thought I was going to die! I even saw your grandfather waving at me!"

Lilith: "..."

She felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her, acutely aware of Hendrix's penetrating gaze lingering on her for a while before shifting to Madam Foster. She bit her lip, quietly sitting and watching as Madam Foster put on her performance. She didn’t dare to contemplate what ...