CHAPTER 18

I decided I was going to unpack tomorrow. I just pulled out sweats, my UCLA T-shirt and a toothbrush. After I changed, I opened the small door that led to the bathroom.

A marble bathtub was against the wall, matching the floors. I noticed the bathtub had jet streams and fought the urge to run a bath at that moment. Tiredness got the best of me, so I shrugged off the idea until tomorrow.

After brushing my teeth, I took out my countless hair pins and my hair tie to let my...