Grace was far better when she awakened again. She wasn't well by any means, but she possessed far more autonomy, dealing with matters she deemed pressing.
The room transformed into a spacious and furnished hall. Grace also addressed her appearance, hiding inside a tent to wash up and change while Liam smoked on a series of pillows.
Then, the problems began.
Grace hadn't done anything special. She had merely cleaned herself, keeping her hair down, wearing a simple, comfortable dark robe.
However, the world in Liam's vision lit up and gained new colors when he saw Grace leaving the tent. His mouth remained open, still releasing black smoke, his gaze glued to her figure, updating him on an unforeseen issue.
Liam had become aware of the matter only after leaving Melissa. With Grace, he had held back because he had to sort his mind, but none of those hindrances existed now. They were a couple, reminding him of what they could do.
