Damien Pov
After dinner, Carina and I walked back to the bedroom together.
"I want to shower," I said.
She stood from the bed without a word and guided me to the bathroom door. I stepped inside. She turned on the shower for me, checked the temperature, then stepped back out quietly.
The water was warm.
I stood under it, letting the heat settle across my shoulders. I could hear Carina on the other side of the door, the soft sound of the mattress shifting as she sat on the bed.
She was waiting.
I reached forward and pushed the bathroom door open slightly.
"You do not have to wait for me," I said.
"You are blind," she said immediately. "What if you needed something? What if you fell?"
"I will be fine."
"I am not looking," she added. "I promise. I just want to make sure you are okay
