I was invisible and practically intangible, a ghost in their midst. In fact, they would sooner spot a ghost than me.
And I could see them clearly now.
Siberia's hair was wet, plastered to her scalp, making her look younger and more vulnerable than I'd ever seen her.
Kapil was sitting across from her, his expression relaxed, and his guard down for once.
They were talking in low voices despite being alone, but I was close enough to hear them perfectly well.
Now, let the flood gates of dark secrets open!
Though... Siberia paid me a short glance before Kapil's voice broke her attention.
The moment her dark eyes flickered in my direction, my heart seized in my chest, my breath catching in my throat like I'd swallowed a stone.
For a split second, I was certain she'd seen me, that my carefully constructed veil of invisibility had failed, that I was about to be exposed as a peeping tom of the worst kind.
