He’s dangling a prison sentence over your head, remember? Uninterested in having that argument with myself, I slid from the bed as quietly as possible so as not to disturb him. I made a quick trip to the toilet, and when I exited the restroom back into the main bathroom, I noticed a shopping bag on the vanity. It was a white sack with black paper, the shop name printed on the side just like the one he’d set on fire. He had to have placed it there before bringing me to his room in the night. Was it for me? I hadn’t even considered whether Oran might have anyone else in his life. The thought pressed down on me like a cold wet blanket. Too curious not to look, I went to the bag and peeked inside. When I saw red with black lace, I pulled out the contents to find the underwear set I’d loved so
