Ella's POV
I woke up as soon as the sharp bang of my alarm clock rang. I slapped it off and groaned, burying my face in the pillow. The remainder of yesterday's problems made it so tempting to stay in bed, but I couldn’t. Not today of all days. I still have to finish my punishment before today's work.
I moved to the bathroom, dragging my legs due to tiredness. I grabbed my towel and toothbrush. Reaching the bathroom, I turned on the shower. The warmness of the water eased my sore muscles. Looking at the steam which fogged up the mirror, I wiped it clean to see my reflection staring back at me.
"Look at you, Ella," I muttered, tracing the faint scars on my arms while closely observing the bangle on my wrist… the reason for my weakness. Memories of Lucas's cruelty, Dan’s cold rejection an
