ANNA's POV.
Following Rebecca’s leaving, we went inside our new home. The hut was wide and more beautiful in comparison to its exterior, with a living room and a bedroom. In the living room, there was this small table and two stools and on the table, sat our breakfast of pottage. Aside from the entrance door, there was another door, I opened it and saw a constructed open-spaced bathroom, this bathroom was separate from the main building.
I crossed over to the bathroom to find a soap dish, two buckets filled to the brim with hot water, and another two with lukewarm water.
“You will need a towel,” my father said from behind.
I jolted. I turned around and saw him leaning against the door holding a large towel in his right hand. A smile spilled across my lips as I walked back to him, and I
