Chapter 204:
My instincts kept telling me that Dax and Devin were the cause of my rapid healing, but I pushed the thought aside.
Once I finished scrubbing my body, I turned on the shower to rinse off the bubbles.
Worry began to creep in as I noticed the pressure from the water weakening with every passing second.
Just as I was about to rinse the soap off my face, my worst nightmare happened—the water stopped.
Confusion and panic hit me like a bulldozer as the realization set in.
We’d never run out of water in the cottage as long as there was a river on the other side.
Had the river dried up without Devin noticing?
Hold yourself together, Aurora. There’s got to be a way.
I braced myself, allowing my hands to touch random things as I searched for my towel.
Trying to make out the positions of things with my eyes tightly shut proved useless, as all I could see was thick darkness. Summoning my courage, I took two steps, letting my hands travel around.
Afraid I might slip and hurt myself, I stopped, standing still in one place.
I rubbed my hands against my eyes in an attempt to remove some of the bubbles before gently trying to open them.
“Fuck!” I screamed in pain as the soap irritated my eyes, causing them to sting.
Soon, my hands found the mini shower button, but nothing came out—not even a few drops of water.
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Frustrated, I was left with only one risky option: call for help.
Damn! I would be so embarrassed if the brothers saw me naked and helpless.
Summoning courage, knowing I couldn’t stay in the bathroom all day, I began to make some noise with the mini shower. But I didn’t think it helped.
“Devin! Dax! The shower’s stopped!” I screamed frantically, waiting for their response.
Fuck! Why was it taking them forever?!
“Turn on the fucking shower!”
But there was no response.
My eyes began to sting as the soapy liquid seeped into them.
My body started to shiver as the cold air bit into my skin.
“Help!” I screamed desperately.
“Devin, Dax, help!”
“Aurora? Is that you?” I heard Dax’s voice.
“Yes. Over here, in the shower!”
At once, the sound of their footsteps came rushing toward my bathroom.
“Where are you?” Devin asked, sounding skeptical about entering the bathroom.
“In here. In the bathroom.”
