Chloe’s POV
Lilith’s body had a slight shiver to it when I touched her in a bid to lower her into her bed, and I knew that feeling all too well, I’d tended to many assaulted teens and children on volunteer jobs to not know it.
“I’ll ready a hot bath for you, is that okay?” I asked in the calmest tone my voice could assume.
She stared blankly at the ceiling as she nodded.
Quickly, I ran her a bath and ushered her in with a towel and a robe, hoping that it would calm her or rid her body of whatever filth she thought was crawling over it since being groped by that pig.
“You good in there?” I repeated every ten minutes that I heard dead quiet behind the door, just to be sure she was doing okay.
And each time I got a faint “good, yeah” in response.
I made sure to order a s**t ton
