You will dine with me.
Beth POV Waking up, my eyes felt like sandpaper and my throat was sore from crying myself to sleep the night before. After the encounter with the man in the lounge and what I was forced to do and experience, as soon as I got back to my room, I jumped in the shower. Putting the water at its hottest setting, I tried to scrub myself clean as tears poured from my eyes. No matter how much or how hard I scrubbed my skin, I couldn’t wash away the dirty feeling I felt after my experience. I don’t know how long I stayed in the shower, but at some point, I had curled myself up in a ball on the floor, hugging my knees as I sobbed. The water going cold shocked me out of my stupor and I slowly, unsteadily rose to my feet, turned off the water and left the shower, wrapping a large soft towel around
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