After we relaxed in the jacuzzi and cleaned ourselves up, I changed into the clothes he got me. A black oversized black T-shirt and jean shorts with a pack of new underwear. I brushed out my damp hair with a comb Trevor found me, letting it air dry since I didn't have a hair dryer. I felt refreshed and renewed after getting bathed.
I turned to look at Trevor, who pulled out his phone and went through it. He looked up to me and handed me the phone, having the bridal shops number pulled up on Google. I looked at it, questioning why he had pulled it up and looking at him.
"You need to call the store and tell them you're OK," he told me, looking ashamed.
"Why?"
He gritted his teeth and clicked his tongue before saying, "You've kind of been reported as missing." He began rubbing the back of
