CHAPTER 67

ELODIE

“What did I do after that?” I asked, but Tedros rolled his eyes and rolled off the bed.

He managed to stand straight in the pile of toys and kicked some out of the way to make space for standing.

“Do you need help getting up?” he inquired, stretching out his hand for me to take.

I took his hand and slowly rose to my feet. I peered at him, and from up close, the makeup on his face was visible and it made him look like a beautiful man. It was hilarious.

I chuckled softly and began giggling. He had so much courage carrying that makeup on his face, and the eyeliner looked like it was drawn by a black marker.

“What’s so funny?” he asked. “You did all of this to my face, can’t you remember?”

I immediately stopped giggling and stared at him. “I did? When?” I didn’t have that memory in my head.

He ran his hand through his hair, groaning in frustration. “Let’s clean up. This room looks like a dumpster.”

Frowning, I wondered why he had just ignored my question. “I just asked you a questi