Lyla's POV
I turned the shower on as hot as it would go and quickly stepped under the spray of the water. It burnt my skin, and I grabbed the soap and started washing. Something snapped inside of me when he finished. It was like I could feel all the men that my father had let use me.
"Lyla, open the door," Maxten yelled from the other side, and I felt bad, but I just couldn't let him see me like this. I had to wash this feeling off of me.
I kept scrubbing with the loofa I had in here and tried to get this feeling to go away, but it wasn't. My skin was on fire and starting to get raw quickly. The shower door was pulled open suddenly and Maxten stood there. I glanced at him quickly and went back to washing.
"Stop this," he said, grabbing my hand.
"No, I can't. I have to get them
