The atmosphere in the bathroom suddenly turned awkward.
Celeste stood there stiffly, staring at the nearly half-naked Ethan. Her throat felt tight like something was stuck, and for a moment, she couldn't come up with a single excuse.
"What's wrong? Didn't you study medicine? Or did you forget I'm a patient?"
Ethan's voice was flat, his face unreadable, but his words carried an unmistakable push.
Celeste's heart skipped a beat. She clenched her jaw and forced herself to move.
Sure, she inherited the original owner's memories, but the mindset of a medical student? Not a chance. Telling her to calmly face a naked man-it was honestly too much.
She grabbed a clean towel from the rack, took a deep breath, and moved behind Ethan. Carefully, she started drying him off from his
