I slowly move closer to the door, leaning on the frame to look inside. Ava's in the bath, covered by bubbles floating on the surface. I can't see her body.

She looks at me, tilting her head. "Why are you staring at me?" she asks sternly.

Unable to speak, I slowly walk in and stand in front of her. Her eyes stay locked on mine.

I clear my throat. "I was thinking of taking a shower while you're in the bath. Need to freshen up," I say, my voice ...