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Chapter One Hundred-Twenty One

Without as much as turning to glance at her, or even an explanation or an apology, Roth put on a bathrobe, gave the bathroom door a push and stepped out of the bathroom after having silently listened to the other side.

As the bathroom door got opened, some fresh air entered the bathroom, as she sat on the edge of the bathtub trying to process what just happened and how a man can just leave sex in the middle like that, especially when he was about to relieve himself.

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Roth entered Tristan’s room in haste, “Hey what’s up? Everything good?” Tristan had been standing before the window looking outside, “No, I can’t sleep in new places, you know…” He stopped speaking as he took in the sight of Roth in a bathrobe, water dripping off of him.

Roth looked down at himself, following Tristan’s gaze, and smothered his bathrobe, looking embarrassed.

“You had been taking a shower? At this time?” Tristan wondered loudly, and before Roth could get a chance to speak, Tristan moved closer an
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