Chapter FORTY- EIGHT 

MORE HUMILIATION!  YRENE'S POV. A loud scream left my lungs as I turned to see Ethan standing there with his eyes shut tight. Immediately my scream had left my mouth, he took steps backwards and closed the door while I grabbed a towel immediately, not minding whoever owned the towel.  My hands were shaking, and the towel was already wet from the water pouring from the shower. I turned the shower off, and stepped back, shivering and biting my lip hard.  How did it happen? They were supposed to be on their way to the home for old people with dementia so what was he doing there? My heart was beating loudly in my chest, and I felt like crying. I didn't know if he had seen anything because his eyes had been closed but it was embarrassing. How was I to face him? How was it to speak to him ever again? All my extra folds of fat from behind. He had seen them! I wanted to scream out loud, and die there in the restroom but I couldn't.  "Oh my, Yrene. This is such a disaster! Oh gosh…" I exclaimed