(Alina POV)

I came out after washing up and saw him still standing where I had left him, but I didn’t care. I passed him without looking at him or saying a word.

I dressed up in a loose gown and sat on the bed with my back facing him as I used a towel to dry my hair. I wish I could leave the room and go out to clear my head and calm my mind, preferably the bakery, but I can’t—

All parts of my body are sore, especially down that area. Besides, the bruises caused by the chains used were still obvious and I wouldn’t want anyone...