Unwanted truth

I got up in a rush, and dashed into the bathroom to take a shower. Standing in the shower, I kept scrubbing my body hard, hoping it would wash away the memories and intimate touches from last night.

''What were you thinking, Valerie?'' I asked myself, trying to recall how I got into such a messy situation. How was I going to look Tristan in the face? What was he going to think of me? What about our friendship? How were we going to see or think of each other from now on? This was one big mistake that should never have happened. I screwed up big time.

I took about an hour in the bathroom unknowingly. It wasn't planned, but I wanted to remain there so badly. I couldn't face Tristan's, neither could I imagine how he was going to look at me. Or even think of me. We both had sex even after proclaiming our friendship as a platonic one.

My body was turning cold as I remained in the shower, and I was so close to freezing to death. I knew I had to get out of the shower and the bathroom. But, I