Corinna's POV
After putting the book back into the box, I slipped it under my father's bed. Panic coursed through me when I realised I was kneeling on the floor. I quickly ran out to grab a bucket and rushed to the river to fill it. Once the bucket was filled, I hurried back to the house and used a little rose water to wash the floor.
When I finished, I paced the kitchen, holding my head in frustration. I desperately wanted to find a way to hide my state. After some time, an idea struck me as I glanced at the bottle of rose water.
I rushed to the barn with it and brought back a good amount of wool. I poured some rose water on the wool, hoping the scent would linger. After that, I splashed a little onto my underwear.
I returned the rose water bottle to its place, hoping my father would
