Chapter: 1783

Bethany stood up from her chair, her eyebrow raised. "It has to be there. I just took a shower, and it was in the bathroom."

"I swear it's not here. If you don't believe me, come look."

“Fine, I'll grab you another one."

She grabbed a towel and headed towards the bathroom.

The door cracked open, and Jonathan's hand shot out, but instead of taking the towel, he grabbed her wrist.