Chapter 162: Is There a Stupider Woman Than You?

The longer I sat there, the harder it became to hold on. My head spun, my limbs frozen stiff from the cold. In that helpless moment, Arthur's face flashed in my mind. Every time I'd hit rock bottom, he was the one who showed up. A part of me wished he'd walk through that door now, like before. But Arthur didn't know I was locked in a restroom. He wasn't coming. If this kept up, I might really die in here. The air conditioning was blasting like a freezer. Even if I made it out alive, I'd be half-dead. The chill seeped into my bones. My eyelids grew heavy, my thoughts fogged over. I couldn't fight it anymore. The night dragged on endlessly. I don't know how I survived until morning, or how I even got out. When I opened my eyes, a blinding white ceiling stared back at me. I wasn't in the restroom anymore. I was in a hospital bed. And Arthur was standing beside me, his tall frame tense, his eyes sharp with something I couldn't name. "Where… where am I? Wasn't I in the restroom?" My voice w