Chapter 31

Willow's POV

"Maddox?" I call out as I roam the lengthy, wide hallway of the upstairs after climbing the staircase. There's only a couple of door up here, and a room opened up by an archway which contains a flat-screen tv mounted on the wall, slick black couches, and fine wood bookshelves within the walls of the room, all filled with books- books that look recognizable.

Far up the hallway, I can see a door ajar with bright, gold light spilling out into the nearly dark hallway. As I take a few steps closer, I can hear the full-blast of the shower and the mumbling and cursing of Maddox's voice intertwined with the water droplets. 

I take a deep breath and walk up to the door, setting my hand carefully on the handle of the door and giving it a small push. Thankfully, he doesn't see me, but boy do I see him. 

The bathroom is comfortable in size with a single, granite sink perched right beside the closed-in toilet, all which are