Chapter 21

Nate’s POV

I ran my comb through my hair while staring at my reflection in the mirror before me, in the bathroom, some minutes after I had my bath. I was still in a towel but preferred to comb my hair out after washing it, compared to drying it off with a towel like most people do. Each time I do it the way people do it with a towel, it always ends up having wrinkles and at the end of the day, it would dry off in a way I do not like, but each time I make use of my comb, it always ends up drying off in a way I’d like, without any sort of wrinkles or curls. The only downside about it was the fact that I had to endure the whole water that would drip out until whenever the water in the hair strands would finally stop dripping.

My eyes was red rimmed as I took in my facial expression in the mirror and I convinced myself that it was because of the fact that water had got into my hair from the shower I had taken a few minutes ago, and definitely not because I had cried a little befor