Chapter 112

Rosette`s POV

As I waited for him to finish showering, I sat on the bed with my arms crossed, a surge of determination coursing through me. There were numerous questions swirling in my mind, and I felt a pressing need to unearth the truth. I refused to linger in the shadows; I deserved clarity, and it was time to compel him to reveal the answers I sought.

However, when he emerged from the shower, clad only in a towel that modestly covered his lower half, my well-intentioned conversation momentarily wavered. His physique, displayed before me, proved to be a distracting spectacle, and for a brief moment, I found myself inadvertently checking him out.

He approached with an air of nonchalance, the droplets from his recent shower glistening on his bare chest. The tension in the room seemed to thicken as he sat down, the towel clinging modestly to his lower half. I took a deep breath, attempting to dispel the fleeting distraction his presence caused.

"You've got questions," he stated, hi