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Father stepped into the room, calling out my name, but I didn't answer, but he wouldn't give up; he had seen me drive home earlier, so he knew I should be in the room.

The running shower gave me away instantly.

Noah was here, and the alcohol hadn't worn off; telling him she was drunk wasn't a good idea, or was it the fact that we were in the shower together?

Or maybe she was looking at me in realization as the cool water washed down her frame, slipping down in tiny droplets from her ...