Chapter 22

Balch was a real neat freak. He always hiit the bathroom before wrapping up any meal, even if it was just for a quick hand wash.

This had become a long–term habit, and his friends were used to it.

He pushed the door to the bathroom, finding it empty.

Meanwhile, back in the private dining room where Seraphina was, Terrell was sitting comfortably, reaching out for the cream of mushroom soup that the waiter was bringing over.

But before he could get a grip, the waiter’s hand loosened.

The soup dish fell on the table, splashing most of the soup on Terrell.

Terrell jumped up, “What the hell, man?”

“I’m so sorry, sir!” The waiter rushed to apologize, grabbing some napkins to clean Terrell up.

Terrell pushed him away,

freshen up? I’ll get you a clean set of clothes

for?”

waiter apologized as he walked out of the private dining room. Terrell tossed the tissue he had in his hand onto the table and once again headed towards

the soup stains from his

as he saw who it was, Terrell’s

just washing his hands

say after a moment of hesitation.

hear him, focusing on washing his hands without even

silent, with only the sound of water echoing off the walls.

the breath of Seraphina in one

because of the two guys outside, but because of the

bathroom stall with a man, or more precisely, she was cornering

man was… Leandro.

her energy was spent on

growing colder, clearly running out of

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