Avery woke up in the morning tired. She couldn’t close her eyes for almost the entire night, thinking about the time she spent on the run. She remembered every single detail of that time. Those days she spent camping, hiding from hunters, tracking her down, trying to find the traces she left, but at the same time, she felt like watching the life of someone else. When the sun finally climbed higher in the sky, she went to the bathroom and filled the bathtub with relatively hot water, adding foam, and sought to relax there, soaking her shoulders in the water. She began drying her hair when she overheard voices from downstairs.
“Oh, I am sorry. I didn’t know you were taking a shower,” Liam apologized, seeing Avery casually wrapped with a towel around her hair and wearing only the bathrobe. “
