Ruby's breath came in short bursts.
Anya's teaching constantly replayed in her mind.
Who would have thought that the numerous scenarios Ruby had imagined would one day become true?
'It's better to get it over with in one motion.' The lesson rang in Ruby's head.
In a flash, she moved gracefully, taking off the lower attire.
Suddenly, Ruby's eyes widened several times over, realizing she had acted on instinct.
She had long prepared for the moment when she would confess her feelings to Michael, yet when she found herself so close to his bare figure, all plans were thrown out the window.
Michael cleared his throat… It wasn't every day he was caught off guard.
"See? No wounds anywhere." He said. Even if the situation might have been awkward, he did not act rashly. With a cloud settled over his mind, he second-guessed every thought. The mistakes of his first life were still lingering within his consciousness.
Ruby nodded slowly, barely listening, her eyes focused downward.
