𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍
Panic flooded my veins. "Just a second," I called out.
I hadn't expected this. I hadn't expected him. For the first time in weeks, I'd eaten a normal meal and had a shower, and somehow that made this worse. Because now that I was feeling semi-human, I was keenly aware of my nakedness and how much I was at the mercy of a man who wanted to hurt me.
My heart was pounding as I scanned the bathroom. Lucian wouldn't be stupid enough to leave a weapon lying around, but I didn't need much. My gaze fell on the plastic toothbrush I just used, and I grabbed it. Using both hands, I snapped the handle in half. As I'd hoped, one side ended up sharp and jagged, and I clutched it tightly, concealing it in my right hand.
Taking another deep breath, I opened the door and stepped out. "All done," I said, hoping he couldn't hear the strain in my voice.
