Mason and Ava finished showering after an hour. When they went out of the room wearing Ava’s white robes just like in hotels, Mason realized that he had nothing clean to wear.
“Can I use your washing machine? I don’t have spare clothes. I just realized now.”
“I have some in the other room that may just be your size,” Ava said as she raised her right palm and signalled for him to wait. She walked to the other room and Mason was left standing near the bed. He looked around and smiled at the neatness of the place. All their clothes were in the laundry hamper inside the bathroom. Mason sat on the peach painted wooden chair in front of her white vanity closet that looked like it was fit for a princess. The intricate pattern of mirror’s frame and the gold l
