RACHEAL P.O.V

"Where are you, love?" He asked, and I stalled at the nickname. He has been calling me that, but I haven't come to terms with it.

I came out of the bathroom clutching my towel as I dashed into the closet. I breathed out when he didn't follow me. But he was laughing, and I was sure he would tease me about it.

I stood inside even after dressing, as I couldn't face him, but I can't stay inside here forever, so I breathed in and out.

I came out of the closet looking down and fidgeting with my hands. And I went to my side of the...