ra let out a deep sigh, knowing full well that hiding wasn''t a real solution. She set the towel aside and heard him ask, "What''s going on this time?" She really needed to get this off her chest.


    "I got set up by Quinn. She lost her baby and med me for pushing her. Now my mom''s talking about sending me to a psychiatric hospital."


    After she said it, she leaned back, her eyes a bit lost in thought. Her heart wasn''t made of stone. Even with her memory issues, thinking about this stuff still hurt.


    Dn reached out his hand. His fist was clenched, and even his nails were perfect. Her mind wandered, amazed that a person could be so wless.


    Just as her thoughts were drifting, his tightly clenched fist opened up, revealing a piece of candy in his palm. With Dn''s cool demeanor, the gesture was kind of... amusing.


    Her gloomy thoughts vanished instantly. She took the candy with a faint smile on her lips. "I''m not a kid anymore."


    Her fingers were a bit damp and brushed against Dn''s palm. Dn just gave her a quick nce and looked away.


    ra unwrapped the candy and popped it into her mouth, the spreading sweetness soothing her troubled heart.


    Her phone wouldn''t stop buzzing. When she checked, it was either Naomi or Johnny calling, and of course, Quinn, likely trying to make things worse. She ignored all the calls until the car pulled up outside Palm Bay.


    She genuinely felt embarrassed for returning here and looking like a mess. Following Dn into the lobby, she spotted Jackson waiting. He was lounging with an air of ease, head slightly tilted. As soon as he heard the wheelchair, he stood up. Cóntent


    His shirt was undone at the top, revealing marks on his neck, probably from a woman. Last night, he mentioned finding someone to have some fun, and it looked like he had.


    Jackson''s


    smile faded when he saw


    ra. He remembered it was his idea for ra to be Dn''s


    makeshift sedative and just let out a sarcastic chuckle. ra stayed silent. There wasn''t much to say to someone who wanted her out of the picture.


    Dn got in the elevator, and she followed. She felt a bit of satisfaction as Dn ignored Jacksonpletely.


    Jackson realized he was being snubbed. He pressed his lips together and turned


    to the sofa in the lobby, waiting for Dn toe back down.


    Dn reached the second floor and opened the door to his bedroom. ra followed closely, her pant legs still dripping water. "There are clean towels inside. Go ahead."


    His tone was nonchnt, as he sat in his wheelchair, not even ncing at the bathroom. ra desperately needed a shower, so she headed straight into the bathroom and closed the door.


    It was only when she saw the collection of men''s toiletries on the counter that she suddenly had a realization. The vi was huge,


    Why didn''t Dn suggest she use one of those? He''s so refined and likely particr about cleanliness, especially with personal items.


    surely there were other guest let