Chapter 48
Emma sat on the closed lid of the toilet and watched as Rohan moved around the bathroom n***d. He braced his hands on the side of the shower and hopped over the sill, heading towards the plastic stool in the corner and sitting with an uncharacteristic heaviness. Reaching forward, he flicked on the water, braving the cold dousing in favour of a dry surface to move across. He growled under the freezing water but the greyness of his pallor began to wane. As the water heated, he leaned forward and adjusted it.
“We should install a wet room,” Emma said, her tone conversational but her mind racing. “Do you think that’s possible up here?”
Rohan shrugged, his voice echoing in the glass cubicle. “Probably not. We could do it downstairs.”
“But then you’d need to either put your leg ba
