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Over an hour later, I tiptoed out of the tub and into the huge, tiled shower. The hot water burned all the way to my bones, but the water pressure stung my bruised body. I glanced around at the available soaps and conditioners, and was amused to find his large collection.

I scrubbed the soap against my skin and through my hair, as though I could erase the bruises and memories that Ace had left on my body. I got out and dried off with the towel Alaric had left, and noticed he had set my bag inside the door at some point.

I borrowed a comb and winced as I pulled it through my hair. It tugged painfully where Ace had dragged me. I gently dried off and stepped over to my bag. In my haste to pack, I failed to grab any pajamas, or anything besides jeans and shirts. I sighed and grabbed jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. Unease seeped through me as I realized I was going to have to go back to my apartment to get the rest of my clothes and belongings. Maybe I could watch the apartment tomorrow a