After the shower, Ellyn stepped out into the warm air of the room, her skin still faintly dewy. She reached for a towel and carefully dried herself,
Her long hair clung damply to her back and shoulders. With a small gesture, she summoned a soft breeze, letting the gentle current sweep through the strands until they were fully dry.
Silky, smooth, and glimmering faintly in the light.
She slipped on the underwear and bra Hazuki had bought for her the day before, adjusting the straps with a satisfied hum. Her gaze lingered in the mirror, tracing the curve of her figure, the fullness of her chest, and the subtle lines that shaped her body. A quiet smile touched her lips at the sight.
From the side, she turned slightly, testing the way her hips moved with the casual but elegant dress she chose for the morning. It fit her well, modest enough for inside the house, yet graceful in a way that suited her true self.
