His annoying persuasion

GRACE

After a long, satisfying sleep- the kind I’ve not experienced since Ruby’s breakdown- I slowly stretched my body to a sitting position, a loud yawn widening my mouth at the same time.

My eyes peeled open and they slowly compassed the room. I observed the features I didn’t get to study yesterday. At the end of that tour, my gaze settled on the flower field which will always be a wonderful sight to wake up to and the urge to pee pressed me to get off the bed.

But as my feet touched the ground, I realised that there was a tiny problem.

There were two doors in the room and I have no idea which is the bathroom.

I should have followed Dominic to the shower last night. I shouldn’t have let laziness lure me into staying still in bed even after sharing heated moments with Dominic.

As my eyes darted between the door that was a few metres away from the side of the bed and the one at the far end of the room, my legs took the chance and raced toward the closer door.

But opening that door cau