Christian’s POV
Ethan had brought us to a bar, and while I could appreciate how hard he was trying to help me feel better, I really didn’t feel like being around all of these people. As soon as we finished our first pool game, I excused myself, saying I was going to the bathroom. I did head in that direction, I just didn’t actually go inside the room. The bathrooms were down a little hallway that was pretty much vacant, aside from a couple of women waiting in line for the restroom.
Ignoring the looks that the women gave me, I walked to the end of the hall and leaned into the corner, trying to steady my breathing. I had this really weird feeling all morning, and ever since we got here, the restlessness I felt grew tenfold. Now, it was getting even worse, and I felt like I could barely ta
