I stomped out of the bathroom to see an anxious looking Bradley standing outside the bathroom door. I crashed right into his chest, almost knocking him down. His arms wrapped around me reflexivly, keeping us both standing upright. I didn't give him time to speak as I tore myself from his grasp and stormed into the bedroom. I grabbed a suitcase, throwing it on the bed only to fling it open to rifle through it looking for a particular article of clothing.
Bradley had followed me into the bedroom. I'm not sure what he was expecting when he saw me pick up the suitcase but I think I scared him a bit. "Anna, honey, you can't leave. It's not safe. Please take a minute before making any rash decisions."
I stopped my search long enough to glare at him. "Is the pool still running?" My question st
