Chapter 33 Thirty-three

• A few minutes pass after Anton disappears into the bathroom. I stay planted in the living room, perched on the edge of the couch, my fingers drumming against my knee as I wait for the shower to stop running.
• I'm gonna shower too, but I don't have anything to change into. Anton dragged me out of that cabin so fast I didn't even get a chance to grab my duffel bag.
• The water finally cuts off, and I stand abruptly. Maybe he's done now. I could ask him for something to wear and get this awkward conversation over with.