Yue Ning was in the shower, the warm water cascading down her body, her reflection staring back at her in the mirror.
Steam coiled in lazy swirls causing the mirror to become foggy. Her hands instinctively traveled to her ribs, moving over the smooth skin. There were bandages, no marks, no evidence of a tragic accident—a miracle she owed to the system, and to her own resilience.
'You have me,' the system whispered smugly in her mind.
She rolled her eyes, letting the water move over her hair and shoulders, but the thought lingered. If she hadn't survived, she wouldn't be here.
She wouldn't be able to protect Huo Feng. That thought made her shiver, even as her pulse quickened.
The bathroom door creaked softly.
"Yue Ning…" Huo Feng's low voice sounded.
She instantly froze, the sound of him so close sending a shiver down her spine. The water pooled at her feet, the mist curling around her like a veil.
