It was an uncomfortable situation that I dreaded having to bring up, but I knew it was necessary to break the news to Shane about his sheet and the traces of my blood that had painted a ghastly picture on it. I felt my cheeks warming up, a flush of embarrassment coloring my face, as I tried to find the right words to say. The mortification I felt was immeasurable, but the truth couldn't be avoided.
Taking a deep breath, my words came out in a trembling whisper, “Shane, I...I need you not to get upset, but I have to ask you something. Where can I take your sheets to clean them?”
He gazed at me, his features displaying slight confusion. Given the awkwardness of the situation, I struggled to hold his stare. Nonetheless, I gained some courage and stood up from where I sat. I was swathed in t
