Gloria, fully aware of what she was doing, jumped when she heard Jacob's voice. She quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around herself before turning to face him.
— I’m really sorry, Jacob. I didn’t know you’d be home this early. I was about to take a shower, but there’s no water running in the guest room, where I’m supposed to shower. And since I can’t go into Sophia’s room, I decided to come here. Really, I’m sorry, she said, trying to justify herself, a slight embarrassment in her voice.
Jacob, slightly taken aback, remained silent for a few moments, his gaze shifting from the towel to Gloria. He eventually nodded.
— It’s not a big deal, he replied calmly. I was just surprised to see you here, in our bedroom, which belongs only to Charlotte and me. But anyway, it’s not a problem. I’ll check what’s going on with the guest room shower. Maybe it’s just a small technical issue.
Gloria gave him a timid smile.
— Alright, thank you, Jacob.