Jane gets furious and storms out, leaving John and Elisabeth alone

Elisabeth, sensing John's sudden tension, followed his gaze through the mist and locked eyes with the outline of Jane's figure. Panic surged through her, and she swiftly disentangled herself from John's lap, leaving his erection exposed.

John, caught between shame and fear, tried to shield himself with his arms, but the damage was done. Jane's voice, a storm of anger and betrayal, ripped through the steam-filled room.

"John, you bastard!" she screamed, tears streaming down her flushed face. "And you, you slut!" Her accusing finger pointed at Elisabeth.

John stammered, trying to find words as he watched Jane's distraught expression. "Jane, I... I didn't expect... I thought you were coming back soon."

But Jane was beyond reason. Her rage propelled her towards the door, cursing and crying with each step. She slammed the door behind her, leaving John and Elisabeth alone in the stifling steam room.

Elisabeth, guilt etched across her face, finally spoke in a hushed tone, "I didn't mean for any of this to happen, John. I'm so sorry."

John's shoulders slumped in shame. "No, Elisabeth, it's my fault. I should have waited. I should have known she'd be back soon."

Elisabeth looked at him sympathetically. "Do you want to go after her?"