SLOANE
By the time I stepped out of the shower, the room was empty. The hot bath had some partial effects toning down the heat that spiraled through my core.
I tied my hair in a ponytail, and went to the closet to get a change of clothes. I settled for a pair of shorts, and an oversized tee. Two things were in my mind— How on earth I was going to survive Adrian Navarro, and how to find my way to the library.
My stomach rumbled, and it was then I realized I hadn’t eaten in a few hours. I stepped out of the room, and tried to figure out the way to the dining hall.
“s**t!” I muttered under my breath, when I realized I’d forgotten my phone in the room. I tried to look around, and I went into different sections of the house, but the dining room.
“And you must be Miss Sloane,” A mascul
