KAIDA REED POV

"Are you okay?" a lady to my right asked as I splashed water onto my face and fell forward, my hand slamming on the sink to steady myself.

"Hot," I gasped, pulling at the neckline of my dress as my body burned up. "Hot."

"Wait here, I'll go get help."

"No," I yelled, much louder than was necessary, then I shook my head, my hand reaching out to stop her. "Don't. You don't have to do that."

She stopped, stepping closer, her brows furrowed in confusion. "But you really don't look good at all. You can barely even stand on your own—you came here with someone, right?...