For the rest of the bath, all of us kept talking and sharing things, opening up in that strangely honest way people only ever do when they're exhausted, half-soaked, and too tired to pretend anymore.
Meaning when they're bathing together.
I'll admit, it was weirdly fun. I'd never experienced something like that in both my lives until then.
By the end of it, we were all actually enjoying ourselves.
"But still, Sam, we're glad you aren't dead!" Vince declared for what had to be the fifth time that day, jabbing a finger in my direction.
I rolled my eyes so hard I nearly sent them back in my head. "Again with that. Like I said, even my family isn't that homicidal."
"But it's not just your family!" he pressed on, splashing water as he leaned forward. "It's the people you surround yourself with! Look at your Shadow too. Can you say, with a hundred percent certainty, that she wouldn't kill you?"
He squinted at me, as if daring me to lie.
