CHAPTER SEVENTEEN - ROSALIE

Cain was right, I do need a bath. I need to wash. To scrub myself. To get the stench of the last few days off me and try to get some semblance of control over what the hell I’m doing.

I walk into the bathroom and thank god there’s a lock on the door. I throw off my clothes, Aeron’s and Cain’s cloth...

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