Kalina finished her business in the stall and stepped out to wash her hands. She couldn't help but admire the quality of the materials used in the bathroom, typical of the Castillo's penchant for luxury.
As she dried her hands, she noticed a figure by the door, and her heart skipped a beat. Despite the sudden rush of anxiety, she managed to keep her voice steady.
"This is the female bathroom." She said, her tone firm. "The male bathroom is the door opposite."
"I know."The figure replied, his voice sending a cold shiver down her spine, the kind that made her instincts scream that something was very wrong.
Kalina's heart began to pound. What kind of man intentionally walks into a women's restroom? Except…a pervert. She knew some self-defense, but with the alcohol clouding her senses, she doubted she could do much damage if it came down to a physical confrontation.