Don’t Go Snooping Through My Stuff

Villain Ch 818. Don't Go Snooping Through My Stuff

Allen stood in the bathroom, drying his body with a towel. The steam from the hot shower still hung in the air, creating a foggy ambiance. A soft hum escaped his lips as he followed the strains of a familiar song from his playlist. Music had always been a refuge for him, a way to lift his spirits. His mood wasn't entirely fixed, but it was better. Much better.

He wrapped the towel around his waist and stood in front of the mirror, the reflection staring back at him. He leaned in, using his hands to comb through his damp hair in a random, carefree manner. His movements were unhurried, almost meditative. He reached for the skincare products neatly arranged on the counter, his fingers lingering over a bottle of serum. Shea had recommended it to him, and he had to admit, he kind of liked the scent. It was subtle and calming.