We ride to her apartment in silence. Trinity doesn’t pry me anymore, but I know she has a lot of questions.
“Holy shit! It’s true!” Luke’s eyes widen when he sees me. He clears his throat when nobody speaks. “Man, I’m sorry.”
I nod slowly before I follow Trinity to her room. She opens her room quickly. I enter her bathroom without a single word.
I feel all the strength drain from my body. I can’t even speak. I drop my jacket to the floor, then I strip all my clothes off.
The warm water slightly massages my skin and makes my tense muscles relax a bit. I wrap the towel tightly around my waist and step out of the shower room after I feel calm.
“Trinity!” I shout out loud when I notice the jacket and my clothes are nowhere to be found.
“Bash, are you okay?” She comes, rushing to the bathroom door with a horrified look.
“Where are my fucking clothes here?” I glare and point down to the now empty floor.
She rolls her eyes. “I thought—”