Her face flushed, a bit more than normal. Was it hot in here? The robes felt tight, but for some reason, not unpleasantly tight. Blythe could finally see it kicking in, Laura falling under and not even realizing she had been tricked.
She felt her body heat up, her core aching furiously as her head began to spin. “I-I think I am..” she said, her breathing growing heavy. “I-I think I’m just relieved that you don’t hate me or my body..~”
“I-I don’t know, probably just overthinking..” she said. It couldn’t be any better than this. Did she truly not put two and two together? Was she so focused on Blythe’s approval that she didn’t notice the tea?