#Chapter 61 – Quick Therapy Sesh

“Why didn’t you come to the door?” Orion growls, glaring at Anton with his arms crossed. “And what,” Orion says, raising his hands in the air, twiddling his insubstantial fingers, “would you have suggested I do when I got there?” “You can walk through doors, Anton,” Orion snarls. Anton drops his hands, his brows raising. “I can?” Orion rolls his eyes, moving on. “Where is she?” Anton just points to the bathroom door. “In the shower.” “How long is she going to be in there?” “Probably as long as it takes for you to go away,” Anton says, his eyes going wide as he stares at Orion, willing him to figure it out. “She doesn’t want to talk to you, ‘Ri Guy. And frankly, I don’t blame her.” Orion sighs and drops his head, lifting a hand to cup his forehead. “I listened while she played, all right?” he growls. “I just…also had a conversation while I was listening.” “Oh, that makes sense,” Anton says, his voice dry and flat. “So, to go along with that line of logic, do you also