I’ve been sitting in this bathroom for close to an hour now doing nothing but pouting about the situation. I know that locking myself away in a room and ignoring Aiden’s calls for me to open the door is extremely immature, still I don’t really want to face the reality that I am in Thennor. Taking a deep breath and holding it for five seconds before slowly exhaling in hopes to calm myself down the way Alma taught me. I repeat this process seven times before I finally give a huff of frustration; it seems Alma’s method doesn’t work for me.
Standing up, I head to the door and open it and what I see on the other side makes my breath catch. Aiden is sitting on the floor right outside of the bathroom with his arms wrapped around his legs muttering, “She can’t stay locked in there forever. I hop
