“W-what…” I could barely find my words. “What have I done?” My voice broke with a flood of tears.
“You, angel?”Sin asked, sounding surprised.
I nodded, hot tears leaking down my cheeks.
Just minutes ago, he was in the shower room, a beautiful smile on his face.
I’d… I’d been too close. Too… much for him. I should have known.
“It’s just more than he’s used to,” Sin murmured. “More than any of us are used to.”
This was all wrong.
“You alright?” Sin asked, and I saw he was fixated on Phantom.
I followed his gaze.
Phantom looked strained as he stared at me, like he was seeing a ghost. His rich olive skin was ashen, and he had a scattering of freckles on his cheeks. He was running anxious fingers through messy, dark brown hair, and intent eyes were fixed on me, the deep brown almost gone in lieu of dilated pupils. I hadn’t got a good look at him before, or been able to focus on how pretty he was.
They all were. And kind.
But I’d be their ruin.
Phantom looked sickly, staring at me, jaw clenched tight enough to crack, as if I was hurting him by being here.
I dropped my gaze, guilt twisting me up.
He… knew.
He knew and he hated me.
I’d always despised the blindfolds back in the Convent. But now I knew why they’d made us wear them.
Too curious.
Too selfish.
Tempting those around us just because we hadn’t the restraint to keep our eyes down.
Sin adjusted again, just carefully enough he didn’t upset Karma, who still had his arms around me tight. He was beneath me, now, easily able to keep me on his lap, which should make me more unnerved since there were no towels or blankets on that side.
But he was safe.
I couldn’t explain it.
I felt like he was a whole piece of me in a way I couldn’t describe.
But I didn’t know what it meant.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
I should move away from them alright now—it was the only way to save them. My first twitch of movement made Karma growl, though, his grip tightening on me.
Sin flicked him in the nose with a gentle scoff. “You don’t need to apologize,” he said, continuing under his breath. “Never thought he’d meet his scent match, I bet. He wasn’t prepared.”
My gaze snapped up to his, icy shock seeping down my spine. “S-scent match?”
No, that wasn’t what this was.