I rested my elbows on the mineral ground outside the bathtub while I was still in the water and put my face in my handfuls wishing the earth would open and swallow me because of the unbearable shame I felt.
How would I look Lucas in the face again? What would I tell him? And most importantly, what would he tell me? How would he treat me?
Oh my God! What a shame!
Hot tears pierced my eyes, and I let them roll. Slowly there became sobs, and I stayed there crying. I forgot to get out of the bathtub.
"What are you doing?" I heard a voice behind me at some point. Fortunately, it was Captain's voice.
"Nothing." I answered.
"It is not nothing, you are crying," he told me softly.
"It's nothing, I will get over it." I replied. I didn't turn to look at him. I couldn't bear to look at him because we were together when that happened. At that moment, I wished I was alone in my room without seeing anyone.
