Amethyst Mist

Chapter - 107

"What did you say?" Evelina's jaw dropped, and her eyes widened as if she had just witnessed a unicorn tap dancing in roller skates. Rick's nonchalant words shattered her mental freeze, and suspicion, like a mischievous cat, crept into her gaze for the first time in their peculiar friendship.

"Hmmm... I know you want to know what gave it away?" Rick pondered with exaggerated seriousness, his pale skin practically glowing in the dim light. Evelina shot him a look that could curdle milk, but Rick's mischievous grin held its ground.

"Maybe your pale skin," he suggested, winking at her as if sharing a secret that only the undead truly understood. Evelina sighed, torn between disbelief and amusement.