Sarah‘s POV
The next day, I found a pair of blue jeans, a cotton black top, and the cutest pair of black flats I had ever seen. Thrilled to have something new and clean, I ran to the shower and turned it on. Twenty minutes later, I was squeaky clean and gazing at myself in the mirror. I wasn’t used to seeing golden freckled eyes staring back at me. The doctor said it was a mark of power, but what power? It was more than I could think of at the moment.
Clean hair and skin made a difference in how I felt about myself. I felt hopeful for the first time. I picked up my single possession, my necklace, and clasped it behind my neck. The chain was long, causing the pendant to dip between my breasts. I ran my fingers through my light drown hair and went on the hunt for Sebastian to thank him for
