Chapter 9

• I opened my eyes after I heard the sound of the door closing. When I lifted up my head to look, Damien was already gone. I came out of the bath and put some clothes on in a hurry.
• Why the hell is he here, why! I threw on some clothes without bothering to dry them off, but I stopped when I grabbed the doorknob. Although I thought he hadn’t seen my whole body, I wasn’t sure. I’d seen his face, the way he was frowning. That was not the face of someone who’d seen nothing.
• Crazy! I grabbed my wet hair and sat back down. No. It’s okay. So what? I got naked as a model. In front of an audience. Nothing different. This marriage is a play and that man is an audience. It’s just showing my body to an audience as a part of the play.