I stepped into the bathroom, the door glided shut with a soft click. The lock turned under my fingers, slow and deliberate.
My hand stayed on the knob for a second longer than necessary,almost turning white on it, as if that small sound could keep everything else out.
The shower faucet twisted easily. Water rushed out, first cold, then quickly turned warm. I stripped off the robe. Flung itover the shiny metal bar above. Naked now, I stepped under the spray.
Hot water hit my shoulders first. Sharp. Almost painful. I gasped but didn’t move. Let it burn down my back, over my breasts, between my thighs. Steam rose fast, fogging the small mirror above the sink. I turned my back to it, I couldn't look at my own face.
My palms pressed flat against the tiled wall. Fingers shook a little. Wat
