Rainie pov
Alexander lifted a strand of my hair and clapped his hands, wearing a half-smile as he said, "Don't you feel dirty yourself?"
I was taken aback for a moment, looked at myself in the mirror, gritted my teeth, and then turned towards the bathroom.
My injured hand, although weak, could still manage some basic tasks. I carefully took off my clothes, but when I looked at the bandage on my wounded hand, I hesitated.
What if I accidentally got it wet, and it got infected?
I carefully removed the showerhead and let the water trickle over me.
Steam filled the bathroom as hot water embraced my body. Lost in thought, I gazed around, and my eyes fell upon the sink, where a thin, sharp piece of metal seemed to beckon.
I forced myself to look away, and after wetting my body, I reached
