Alexandra
One of the girls comes to me and takes me by the hand.
“Come, you have to be ready for tonight. “
Then she adds sadly, pointing at my split lip.
“This looks bad. It will take a while to fix everything. And the hair…”
Her voice trails off.
She takes me to the bath and helps me remove my clothes. She also helps me clean the blood, removing all traces of what happened earlier.
I let her brush my hair, I don’t stop her as she puts fragrant oils and silks on me. I just stay there obediently. I am not myself anymore. It's a strange feeling, not knowing who you are anymore. It’s like watching yourself from a distance you are no longer in your body but somewhere near it.
So it doesn’t matter what happens to it. You simply let things happen to and around you.
“There, “she
