Regret Came Too Late

When Grace woke up, the storm outside was still going on. Her head was heavy, and the room spun as darkness overtook her vision. She had a sinking feeling she was coming down with a fever.

She saw Ethan, who had just walked out of the bathroom, and froze for a moment. When she snapped out of it, she quickly turned her gaze away.

She hadn't taken a good look last night, but it seemed that there were nail scratches on Ethan's body. She could argue that the scratches on his neck were done by a cat, but it couldn't be the same for the ones on his back. The scratches on his back looked undeniably intimate.

Grace wasn't in the mood to think about it, so she went to brush her teeth. The toiletries here were very basic-only disposable toothbrushes and toothpaste that cost a few dollars.

She thought about it while brushing her teeth with a cloudy mind. Ethan had truly suffered this time for being stranded here.

Someone suddenly appeared in the cramped bathroom just as she was deep in thought. Ethan was standing behind her, seemingly wanting to wash his hands.

Without a second thought, Grace stepped aside to make room. But no matter how much they tried, their shoulders would still touch each other in the cramped bathroom.

Ethan didn't have his shirt on at the moment. He was washing his hands in a slow and composed manner as if he were in a presidential suite.

Grace could feel the heat radiating off his body, invading into her space without restraint, from the thin fabric of her clothes. She hurriedly lowered her head and scooped up some water. After spitting out the foam in her mouth, she quickly turned around and went back to the bed.

However, a hand suddenly reached out in front of her. Ethan's hand was beautiful and well-shaped, much like the rest of him.

Grace gave him an awkward smile. "What's the matter?"

her eyes, he slowly put down his arm. Grace let out a sigh of relief and quickly put on the jacket that she

heater all night. The

Grace had some. But she stopped for a moment after seeing

off her seat. Her movements were stiff

slowly opened a bag of crackers and had a bite of them. Grace turned her head away, lost in

as if he had some kind of virus. He didn't say a word

he threw the empty packaging into the trash can and wiped the crumbs off his fingers using a tissue. Grace

out a small laugh. He asked, "You were actually

in the room instantly froze. Grace stiffened for a moment before forcing out a smile. "What do you mean?" Ethan lowered his head and opened another bag of crackers. He didn't look at

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nothing. She kept scrolling through her phone, wishing she could disappear into a hole

them still needed to stay in this place which was barely 200 square feet.

kind of situation,

be swept up in the moment. When we step out of this door, we'll pretend that it

this to everyone?" Ethan lowered his eyelashes after finishing his words.

a normal person and live a normal life. Maybe I'm overthinking it when I'm saying this, but these are my actual thoughts. My boyfriend is also a

had mentioned this in the past, saying that she