The urge to remain in the bath was gone, replaced by a turbulent storm of emotions. The calming warmth that had once wrapped around me like a comforting embrace now felt oppressive, the water too heavy, too confining. I couldn’t stay submerged in it any longer. Not with my mind racing, spiraling back to what had just happened, a moment so bizarre and infuriating that I hadn’t yet processed it fully.
Anger simmered beneath my skin, an annoyance sharp and electric, but it was tempered by a flickering ember of fear. Facing Reggie after what had transpired felt daunting. How was I supposed to look him in the eyes? How was I supposed to react when the image of him standing there, unabashed as if it were the most normal thing in the world, was still burned into my mind?
I leaned back against t
