Demands

Chapter 6 - Demands

Colette

After Zane left my room, an older woman with short brown hair entered. She didn't speak to me as she quickly entered the bathroom and started a bath.

She ushered me into the room and began stripping me of my clothes. I fought her, insisting I could do it myself, but she ignored me.

Everything about being served was foreign to me. I wanted to shrink in on myself when a small gasp escaped her lips as she took in my ribs as they poked through the skin because of lack of food. The scars of my punishments were visible, permanently marking my skin because I was too malnourished to heal them properly.

I didn't fight her as she helped me into the bath. Nor did I hold in the groan I let out as the warmth of the water caressed my sore, frail body.

The smell of black cherries filled my nose from whatever oils she used. By the end of the bath, the water was filthy, and for the first time in a long time, my cheeks held a bit of colour. My hair wasn't plastered with d