Author's point of view

A while earlier, back in the bathroom, Zerina stood in front of the sink with her phone clutched tightly to her sweaty palms. Her heart was racing, her eyes jumping over the glowing screen as she reread the single line she managed to see before running back out: (It's pretty simple.. just keep an eye down there. If there's a change or a bulge, then he's definitely feeling good.)

She didn't read any further. Just that small answer was all she needed.

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