Next Morning
Water was falling down her body. She closed her eyes massaging her head with her own fingers, washing her hair.
It was Irony, she was married to someone, and she didn't want to accept it. When she woke up, she found herself in a bed empty and in black sheets. She felt disgusted, but she couldn't help.
She slept with a person who married her forcefully and thought she was his property. She calms herself by taking a shower.
I need to strong; I have lots of things to fight for. My body might be his but my soul won't! She thought and grabbed the bottle of her favorite body wash.
She let her fall down her shoulder looking at herself in the mirror. She was looking beautiful. She smiled a little seeing Mrs. Florence smiling ok her.
"You are really beautiful Mrs. Rodriguez,"
