Chapter 90 Refusal

• Dhalia POV
• I’m startled awake by the sound of something smashing. Groaning, I push myself up from where I’d been slumped against the door, my body aching from the awkward position. Every muscle protests as I stand, and I stretch, trying to shake off the stiffness. The bathroom where I’d holed up last night feels even smaller in the cold light of morning.
• I make my way to the shower, hoping for some warmth to soothe my sore limbs, but when I turn on the faucet, nothing happens. The pipes groan, and I twist the taps in frustration, but not a drop of water comes out. Great—no water.