SAMANTHA'S POV

As Lucas and Audrey continued their conversation, their voices filled with affection and intimacy, I clenched my teeth to suppress the bitterness that engulfed me. I couldn't bear to listen to their sweet nothings any longer. Ignoring their presence, I walked to the closet, picked out a nightgown, and made my way to the bathroom.

With each step, I distanced myself from Lucas voice that filled the room. The sound of their laughter and whispered exchanges faded into the background as I closed the bathroom door behind me. I needed a moment of respite, a brief escape from the facade I was living.

The cool tiles beneath my feet offered a solace from the tension that had settled within me. As I turned on the faucet, the sound of rushing water filled the air, drowning out the noise from the room outside.

I stepped into the soothing shower, as the water poured over my body, washing away the weariness that clung to my skin. In that moment of solitude, I reflected on the path I had chosen. Was