Emily’s POV.
They were scrubbing my body and the sponge was the hardest I have seen. My voice came out in muffled sounds because of the pains from the scrubbing. I missed Mrs Claire helping me bathe.
The voices of the two guys washing me came out often in mocks. They were making fun of me a lot and kept hitting my ass.
“I bet he hit her a lot when he moved into her.” The uglier one said, his voice coming out in a whine like a hungry dog.
“Hey girl! Did he?” The other one asked and poured more water on me.
My face was full of shame and pain. I held my hands together against my breasts and hoped they finished fast so I could leave already. They were done as quickly as they started and I walked slowly, my teeth chattering because of the cold I could feel.
The uglier one had a scar unde
