AMELIA’S POV

The steam from the bath curled around my body as I stepped out, wrapping a towel around my body.

The heat still clung to my skin, loosening my muscles, a little, but still my mind refused to relax.

I wiped the fog off the mirror and stared at my own reflection…, from my wet hair to the tired eyes.

God! The past few days have been brutal for me.

From the Rebel world, then to assassination attempt and then the battle, I really needed this shower and more…

I dressed ...