Chapter 219 Beneath The Water's Warmth

• Lottie POV
• Walking back into Knox's room, memories of our nights here flooded my mind. Back then, his room was cluttered with gym equipment but otherwise clean—a reflection of his disciplined yet laid-back nature. But now, as I stepped inside, I was met with a scene that made my stomach churn.
• Beer bottles littered every surface, empty and half-full cans were scattered across the floor, and dirty clothes formed haphazard piles in every corner. Damp, mouldy towels hung over the back of chairs, and the stale stench of days-old food mingled with the sour scent of spilt alcohol assaulted my heightened senses.