The worst way to wake up from a nightmare would be to find yourself completely drenched, from head to toe, as if you had been submerged in water. And to make matters worse, the entire bathroom was filled with steam, making it impossible to see anything.
Once visibility finally returned, Islinda let out a blood-curdling scream as she laid eyes on Theodore and Andre, and a terrible thought crossed her mind. Had both brothers conspired against her and assaulted her? Was that why she felt like she had been run over by a carriage?
In the midst of her screams, Islinda seized the opportunity to hurl anything she could get her hands on at them, although there wasn't much within reach.
"Islinda, stop!" Andre called out, narrowly dodging the bucket she had thrown at them.
"What did you do to me?!"
"Nothing! I swear it!" Andre pleaded.
