In the morning, Daisy had brought me a new set of clothes. It was a pair of leggings and a black button-down shirt. I gave her Arnab so he could have breakfast as I did not know if I would be afforded that luxury. Speaking of indulgences, I would have killed for a shower at this point, but that was a dream.
"Sorry I could not do more for you," Daisy said, holding up a blanket for me to change. Hidden between the clothes were a packet of wipes.
"No, trust me, this is amazing," I said, excited to clean myself. After giving myself a whores bath, I ran my fingers through my hair. I was trying to keep calm, but I knew that today would be a terrible day. I mean, the possibility of me being put to death was genuine.
"Are you feeling alright?"
"Yeah, thank you, Daisy. How is Hunter?"
"Agit
