The voices and banging on the bathroom door became recognizable. I stood up, wiping the last of my pathetic tears, and unlocked and opened the door.
"Katerina! Are you okay?"
Cliff jumped at me. I growled.
"Mind? You're kinda loud."
I snapped back. I didn't care at all, no guilt. I smiled again, ear to ear. Cliff furrowed his brows.
"Kat..." Joel said my name like he didn't know it was me. I pursed my lips.
"What?" I asked back.
"You feeling okay?" He asked. I shrugged.
"I'll let you know. In the meantime, I'm going to take a shower."
I said, and closed the door in their faces yet again. I heard muffling again, urgent, confused voices, but they were cut off when I turned on the water, and finally started to relax.
When I got out, I looked at myself in the mirror. Nothing seemed d
