Yin's POV
I'd fucked up big time and I could see it in the way Irene's shoulders had tensed, the way her voice had gone cold and sharp. I'd meant to make a joke, something light to break the tension, but instead I'd hit some nerve I didn't even know existed.
Without another word, I lifted her and lowered her into the tub. The water rose around her and she immediately turned her face away from me, her jaw set in a hard line.
"I'll be right outside if you need—" she didn't even wait for me before dismissed me.
"Just go." She said. I gave her one last look and walked out of the bathroom, slamming the door hard.
I'd been reduced to a nurse or shall i say a caregiver and I'd allowed it. Why was i letting her order me about?
