Chapter 160 The Veil Between

• The bathroom door remained ajar, a fragile line between my vulnerability and his steady presence. As I turned on the shower, the water splashed against the tiles, the sound both comforting and deafening. I turned my back, needing the hot water to rinse away the tension coiled in my body, but a part of me was still hyper-aware of Dominic just beyond the door.
• I risked a glance in his direction. Even though I had no clothes on, he sat motionless, his gaze fixed firmly on the floor. He could have turned his head. He could have watched me through the door completely open, having no covering at all, my nakedness laid bare and defenseless. But he didn’t.
• Even in my most vulnerable state, he honored my space.