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"Are you sure that's what the letter said?" Zoe asked me again, like asking the same question over and over again would change anything. " Maybe you misread him or misquoted him even."

" I did not." As opposed to how I normally would be, I was calm, my own reflection starring back at me from my vanity's mirror. My skin was a bright pink and my face, well, it was only a few shades from being as red as a tomato and I wasn't exaggerating. After reading the letter in the bathroom, I immersed myself in the soapy water again, this time pushing even my head underneath the foaming liquid. I only came up for air at intervals and I'd made sure to increase the waters temperature. What I'd planned to achieve with that, I actually had no idea.

I guess the long dip had some sort of benefit, most of my wounds were no longer bleeding and my face had been scrubbed clean of the muddy lines those withered branches slapped against my cheeks. My hair was soaking wet, but free from twigs and every other ev