ANDREA'S POV

It was night time and I went to wash off. Peter had not still opened the door. Everything I needed to clean myself was available. I soaked myself in the bath tub and let every part of my bone feel the cold water. The night was a bit cold but I felt hot. The whole thing was probably getting to me; from being raped by my step-brother to being kidnapped by my own father. How did I get entangled in all these? Peter treated me well, but I wasn't still comfortable.

I wanted to stay in ...