The layout of Theodore's room was the same as Ariana's. She could tell where the bathroom was. Without wasting any time, she entered the bathroom, locked the door and took a quick, hot shower.

When she came out, Theodore was in the room, talking on the phone.

She hesitated at the doorway, her wet clothes on her arm.

Theodore saw her out of the corner of his eye and stopped talking. He hung up the phone quickly and maneuvered his wheelchair over to her.

She had just come out of the bathroom, so her skin was soft and flushed like a freshly picked rose. Her misty eyes turned to him awkwardly and she stuttered, "I... I'm leaving."