Brielle’s POV
I hurried back home with my grocery bag tightly wrapped around my hand, not wanting to disappoint Aunt Claire again, and not knowing how to deal with what had just transpired.
I eventually reached my house's gate and sighed audibly as I made my way inside. I ran into Aunt Claire in the sitting room, who was presumably watching one of her favorite shows.
"What had happened to your clothes?" she inquired, her gaze sweeping over me, and I shrugged
"A man in the store inadvertently poured some liquid on my body," I explained, and my aunt Claire nodded. She stood up and walked closer to me.
"I'm so sorry, I'll take the groceries from you while you go back in there and wash your body and change into clean clothes," Aunt Claire apologized, and I nodded, leaving her in the liv
