The Tailor's Touch

"You're covered in dirt," Cassian noted, his dark eyes sweeping over her. "Isn't it unbearable sitting like that?"

The sheer accuracy of his remark left Viviana mute. Of course it was agonizing. She wanted to strip off every contaminated layer immediately. Before that night at the club, she had merely preferred things tidy. Now, she harbored a severe obsession with cleanliness. The slightest trac