With the weight of Olivia's confession bearing down on him like a physical force, Lance moved mechanically towards the en-suite bathroom, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. With trembling hands, he turned on the shower, cranking the temperature up until steam began to fill the spacious bathroom.
Stepping under the scalding spray, he let the water cascade over his body. The heat seeped into his muscles, usually a welcome relief after a match, but tonight it did little to ease the tension coiled within him. As the water pounded against his skin, Lance finally allowed the emotions he'd been holding back to surface.
Tears began to mingle with the shower water streaming down his face. The thought of losing Edwin to his sister was overwhelming, a pain so acute it felt like a physica
