CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE

  ESMERAY

  "Esmeray,please come out,"I heard Draven say for the tenth time at the door of the bathroom.I ignored and continued to scrub my body with tears still streaming down my eyes.I cast my mind back to the events of the last few days,and the more I think about it,the more I felt hurt.I wanted to wash Donovan's filthy hands off my body but no matter how many hours I spent in the bathroom scrubbing my body with different scents of body wash,I still felt filthy.My skin still itched like I'd caught scabies.