43. Possessed

He lowered the light, took another thin blanket on the bed, and slept on the soft couch outside.

That night.

Katrina suddenly opened her eyes.

She sat up straight in a daze, stretched out her hands, gently stroked her cheeks, hesitated for a while, and slowly raised the corners of her lips.

The night was silent, but Eric Lee slept deeply.

Katrina stepped on the cold floor with bare feet, her long curly hair hanging down to her waist.

She took the first step, her movements were a little rusty and stiff, like a child learning to walk for the first time, but soon, her steps became proficient and even swaying.

She swayed her waist, and found the soft couch where Eric Lee was sleeping soundly.

He breathed long and evenly, with a thin blanket tucked around his waist, and his shirt and trousers had not been changed, only the collar was loosened, revealing smooth skin texture.