Steam clouded the mirror as I rinsed shampoo from my hair, the hot water almost scalding against my skin, but I welcomed the sting.
Despite the fact that my thoughts kept going back to Ryan, the agonized expression on his face remained in my mind, it helped me to feel rooted and anchored in the here and now.
After turning off the water, I waited for the silence to take hold in the hopes that it would help me to calm my own thoughts. However, I was unable to remove the sensation that his words had left on me, the tension that was in his voice, and the way that he had looked at me as if he had never completely comprehended who I had created.
As I strolled into my room, I rubbed my wet hair and wrapped myself in a towel before stepping out of the room. I was prepared to sleep away the me
