"Rachel, are you done in the bathroom? You've been in there for so long. Hurry up!"
I jumped in shock the moment I heard Augustus's voice just outside the bathroom. My heart raced as his persistent knocks echoed through the door. Panic surged through me, and I instinctively pressed my back against the wall, trying to steady my nerves. Each knock felt like a countdown, urging me to respond, but I was too overwhelmed to think straight. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling slowly before exhaling.
"What do I do? What do I do?" I whispered to myself, biting my nails—a habit I never had, which was a sign that things were getting really bad. Suddenly, the banging on the door grew louder, and Augustus knocked again.
"Rachel, what's going on? Is something wrong? I'm getting worried
