#Chapter70

The door was slightly open, and I could still see his silhouette through the gap. After he finished using the toilet, he washed his hands. I watched him run his fingers through his hair. Almost like he was stressed or annoyed.

He was taking too long so I decided to go in and find out what's going on.

"Missed me already," he says looking at me through the mirror.

I leant against the door. "I'm calling the bullshit Alex what's going on," I asked him. His eyes widened probably not expecting that type of response.

He sighed harshly. Grabbing my hand and pulling me back towards the bed.

He...