Chapter 31 A Fragrance Bottle

• The next day, I stayed holed up in my room, too mortified to show my face. If there was a “Most Embarrassing Moments” highlight reel for my life, yesterday would be the star of the show. How do you even bounce back from being caught sniffing someone’s shirt?
• Just in case you’re wondering—no, there isn’t. I even did a quick internet search, and let me tell you, the results were downright depressing.
• Room service knocked once, and I collected the food like a hermit collecting scraps. No lingering in the common area. No risking an encounter with Mr. Thorne. I ate quickly, shoved the tray outside the door, and crawled back under the covers. If disappearing into a hole in the ground had been an option, I would’ve gladly taken it.