The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, and I was already pissed off before my eyes even fully opened. My mind, still foggy from sleep, immediately snapped back to last night back to the moment Nathaniel's voice shattered what could've been a perfect fucking moment.
I clenched my jaw, feeling the irritation bubbling up as I tossed off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Nathaniel was the last person I wanted to see, let alone hear. Bastard didn't just ruin the moment; he ruined my whole damn night.
With a low growl of frustration, I pushed myself off the bed and headed to the bathroom. I needed to cool down, and a cold shower would do just that.
The moment the water hit my skin, I let out a deep breath, the coolness grounding me, but not enough to wash away the image of Aeliana that had been seared into my brain.