Ruby

Sitting at the vanity opposite the bed, I don’t want to look at myself just yet. I have my eyes firmly closed while Layton rubs a warm, soothing lavender scented oil onto my back. Daddy didn’t hurt me that much. I know he couldn’t. I could see it on his face that he felt sick doing what I asked, but the important thing is, he did what I asked. I really didn’t think he would.