Chapter 64: Positively Adorkable

Christina stumbled her way to the shower, her mind in shreds from the previous night's chaos. She turned the dial, releasing a torrent of steamy water that cascaded over her, darkening her hair and trickling down her pale shoulders. The clear glass shower cabin quickly filled with mist, enveloping her in a foggy illusion that mirrored her muddled thoughts. Each time her eyes fluttered shut, they reopened to new flashes of the night before, fragments of confusion and regret. "Where am I? Who am I? Why am I?" Her voice echoed through the haze in her mind, trembling along with her body beneath the hot water. Yet the steady stream soothed her, if only slightly. Cupping her hands under the showerhead, she stared at the crystal-clear water, her thoughts swirling once more. This time, the question escaped her lips, no longer just a memory but a real plea to the universe: "Why am I?" The answers to "Where am I? Who am I?" were simple enough. But "Why am I?" lingered, elusive and taunting. C