#Chapter 98: Let me be bad

Fiona I was relaxing in the tub with my eyes closed and head back on a fluffy bath pillow when I heard Alexander returning to our room. He found me in the bathroom. I’d left the door ajar. “Hey,” he said, pushing it open slowly and taking a couple step inside. “Hi.” I rolled my head to the side to look at him. I’d brushed out my hair and tied it into a messy knot on the top of my head. The steaming hot pine and lavender scented bath was lulling me into a very sleepy state. This week had been strange. This evening had been exhausting. And even though sometimes anger felt good to indulge in, it was a big emotion to let loose and it came with a come-down. “That’s done,” Alexander said, leaning against the wall. He’d removed his jacket and shoes at the door, and now started to loosen his shirt sleeves and roll them up over his wrists. “Yeah?” “I don’t think she’ll bother you anymore. And I’m sorry again, Fiona. I never expected her to act like this. The Iris I knew when we