-Anya’s POV-
(24 hours earlier)
I felt my eyes flutter open from the sunlight that was shining into the bedroom, and I stretched my sore muscles, wincing at the sharp pains that coursed through me. I looked over at the alarm clock and groaned, realizing I woke up five minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off. I decided to shower before heading to work, hoping it would make me feel refreshed and ready to tackle my busy shift. I quickly stripped out of my clothes and took a quick, hot shower since I only had about half an hour to get to the bar.
I was reluctant to take such a short shower because my muscles needed the rejuvenation from starting to bartend again. Standing on my feet for many hours at a time, in addition to the soreness from my beatings, was really starting to take
