"If you and your mother don't say anything, no one will know."
Vivian Lee gave a hollow laugh. "I'm not the type to stir up trouble."
Cecilia Adler laughed as well, at Vivian Lee's utter shamelessness.
'Why couldn't I be that shameless?'
...
The entrance to the bathhouse was bustling with people.
Steam filled the air inside.
After handing in her ticket, Cecilia Adler found an empty locker, undressed, and put her clothes inside.
Vivian Lee watched her from the side.
A slender waist, and long, straight legs.
Her skin was snow-white, without a single scar, not even a red mark.
Her gaze traveled downward.
Just as Cecilia Adler turned her head, she caught Vivian Lee staring at her. Startled, she used her clothes to cover herself. "Vivian, what are you doing?" 'That stare is terrifying.'
'She looks just like one of those old bachelors from the village who can't find a wife.'
'What a creep.'
