Electra's POV
The moment the voice said it was good to see me again, something in me snapped almost instantly, and I didn't even bother to hide my irritation as I let out a sharp scoff, my brows pulling together in clear annoyance. "Do you have a death wish or something?" I blurted out without thinking twice about my tone, my voice echoing slightly against the tiled walls as the water continued to pour over me. "Because I don't know what kind of idiot shows up while someone is taking a bath and thinks it's a good idea to start talking like this. And more importantly, why are you not showing yourself?"
My eyes moved around the bathroom again, trying to pinpoint where exactly the voice was coming from, but there was nothing there, nothing visible, nothing that I could grab or burn or force to reveal itself, and that only made my irritation worse because I hated not being able to see what I was dealing with.
