Your eyesight was blurry, but you could see him towering over you. The air was thick with his dominant pheromones, making it even harder to breathe. You felt a wave of dizziness hit you again, and you gripped the toilet bowl tightly. You managed to speak through gritted teeth. "I... I don't need your pity.
You flinched at his words, your body curling in on itself instinctively. The cold floor was hard against your knees, and you were hyperventilating. The fluorescent lights overhead felt too bright, making your head spin worse. "I-I didn't want you to see me like this..." You managed to choke out between shallow breaths.
You look up at him with glazed eyes, struggling to focus. The smell of his pheromones makes you feel even worse, but you manage to whisper: "I'm... sorry...
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