Phatima climbed out of the bath, grabbing a towel to dry off. She felt so good because of the fact that she now owned a few clothes. It was almost ridiculous.
She quickly lotioned her body with the moisturizer one of the ladies gave her in the market, and slid into a pair of soft cotton underwear. Just completing the motion of putting on underwear felt remarkable, let alone when she pulled the soft gray fabric of the nightgown up her body. She cast her eyes at the robe she left on the counter earlier that morning, happy that she wouldn’t be forced to wear it now for a little privacy.
She looked over at the other clothes that Liam loaned her to wear and decided that she would put the black socks back on and hoped he would let her keep them.
She grabbed the clothes and made her way out
