Kylie POV

Tucked behind the slightly ajar door of a janitor’s closet, I peered out, barely containing my amusement as Graham entered the ladies’ restroom. The scene unfolding before him was as chaotic as it was comedic. There stood Flora, clad only in her undergarments, her expression a mixture of indignation and mortification.

Graham’s initial reaction was a nervous chuckle, mistaking the dire situation for a peculiar flirtation. ...