DARREN'S POV
After Eve and I finished eating barbecue, we went back to the room. I helped Eve to the sofa.
“Do you want to shower first?”
“Yeah, I feel sticky and my hair smells. If you don't believe me, try smelling it.” I followed Eve's suggestion.
“Yeah, it really does smell.” I made a face after sniffing Eve's hair.
“How are you going to shower? Do you want me to help you?”
“No need! I'll shower myself. Just help me to the bathroom.” I helped Eve into the bathroom.
“Are you sure you can manage on your own?” I asked again.
“Yeah... just go out.”
I had barely taken a few steps out of the bathroom when I heard Eve cry out.
“Ouch!”
“Eve, what's wrong?” I quickly opened the bathroom door. I saw Eve sitting on the bathroom floor, looking at me with sad eyes. She seemed to be in p
