Lucas held his breath and looked at his reflection in the mirror but his blue eyes flashed in alarm when he noticed that he was not the only person in there.
At some point, another person, the very one he had run away from had arrived there. Probably it was the storm outside, or the one inside that had prevented him from keeping track of any approaching footsteps.
The man, with his tall stature, was leaning back on the door of one of the cubicles and yet, he seemed tall, as Lucas marked in their reflections in the mirror. But as if the thought had never crossed his mind, Lucas straightened up and turned to leave, completely ignoring the other man.
''Ouch.'' Damien winced, clutching his chest.
Lucas halted in his tracks and turned around, a small frown on his face. Was he hurt or in pain? Perhaps, that's why the man with him had gone off in the storm to fetch a doctor...
