Chapter One Hundred and Three

Ayva’s POV

I was in the shower when I heard the bathroom door open. Quickly I put my face under the shower to rinse off the soap lather before opening my eyes. I drew back the shower curtains a bit to peep and just as I’d known, it was Justin that had walked in the bathroom. I was going to say something about how I wasn’t going to take a shower with him but then I saw that not only did he not seem like he wanted to take one (he had his briefs back on), but he also looked as if he wanted to be anywhere but then.

“Is something wrong?” I asked, with my head poked out while my body remained shielded behind the curtain. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a bit insecure about my body.

“Yeah, I— need to leave. My clothes, I can’t find them anywhere.” His eyes scanned the bathroom, searching for his clothes and I felt a dull pang in my chest.

“Did something happen?” I asked again, I was worried. So worried that I didn’t realize that I’d just stepped out of the shower without covering my body.