The bathroom was absolutely incredible.
Deep soaking tub, rainfall shower, marble everywhere, the kind of bathroom that made you feel like a different person just standing in it.
Elena stood under the shower for a long time and let the hot water work through everything her body had been holding since the elevator and tried very hard not to think about anything at all.
It worked for approximately four minutes.
Then her brain started again and she gave up and just stood there.
Her brain refused to stop thinking about everything that happened. The blood on his shirt. His hands cupping her face in the car, thumbs moving carefully across her cheeks, I promise nothing is going to happen to you said. She thought about pressing her forehead to his chest and feeling his heartbeat under her ear and how that had felt like the safest place she had been in weeks which made absolutely no sense and she knew it made no sense and yet.
She then turned the shower off and exhaled.
