26. Remain steady in your faith

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Kobe Bryant as Doctor Laine

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"I think I wanna lie down" Stella says, collapsing onto the L-shaped couch that takes up most of the room. The small, glass sculpture centered on the table adds to the lavish theme of the suite, only he can afford something this grand. 

The neutral-coloured theme of the suite reiterates itself throughout the suite - as far as I can tell. The biggest glass table that I've ever seen sits to the conjoining part of the room, big enough to seat a proper family. I stop looking around and help Stella off the couch to the main bedroom.

My surprise cannot remain unhidden when she plops down onto the bed and says nothing. Her exhaustion is shown on her face and I feel a surge of pity. I dismiss the feeling and instead focus on the checking the whole place. For security measures, of course.

I narrow my eyes as I scan for hidden cameras, making sure to check the most inconspicuous places, "Jesus! It feels so good to finally rest" I hum in agreement as I swing around the bedpost.

My eyebrows raise at the size of the bathroom. I eye the wine sitting next to the shower as I head even further. I forget my initial inspection in awe of the architecture. 

Even the toilets look so... modern.

I snicker at my own thoughts but can't help but to agree. The pillars accentuating the chandelier of the bathtub look like they belong in a church more than a 5-star-hotel. However, the interior of everything is so well suited to the theme. 

I relieve myself and wash my hands, eyeing my reflecting in the antique mirror

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I relieve myself and wash my hands, eyeing my reflecting in the antique mirror.

My hair sticks to my hair and neck in perspiration. My long sleeve vest sticks uncomfortably to my back so I pinch the material between my fingers and pull it away. The space between my big toe and middle hurts from doing such vigorous walking with flip flops. My shoulder sag at the realisation of how utterly exhausted I am. I don't dismiss the pain, instead I welcome it.

I'm sure Reaper won't mind if I refresh myself. Would he?

I look for the biggest towel and place it on the counter. I open the hot water and watch as it pours down from the big showerhead.

***

Once I'm finished drying my hair, I wrap the towel around my waist. I back away from the mirror to see if the towel covers everything. Upfront, it stops mid thigh because of my belly. From behind, it stops just above my knees. I nervously roll a wet lock around my index finger as I take a deep breath.

I walk to the door and open the handle. Well shins, I forgot to lock the door!

What if he came in... argh, nothing happened.

I walk up to the bed to see Stella sleeping. I gently shake her "Do you want to take a bath?" She doesn't wake up. I start panicking, shaking her more aggressively.

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