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"I need a moment to think," Theia muttered, practically pushing me out of the room before heading to take a bath.
I offered to help her get to the bathroom—she was still recovering and wobbly on her feet—but she recoiled at the thought.
"I just want to wash off all this grossness from being stuck in bed for days. Relax, I won't drown or anything. I just can't stand this sweaty, stinky mess anymore."
She didn't stink. Quite the opposite. Her scent is amazing—a unique mix of some exotic sweet flowers and a hint of sea salt. Honestly, like a tropical day by the ocean.
I left her there and headed to the other bathroom for a cold shower. Scratch that—a freezing one.
She needed space, and I get it. After all the overwhelming stuff I unloaded on her, it’s no wonder she wanted some dis
