CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN- TANTRUM.

~MIRA’S POV~

I dipped my finger into the tub filled with water, it wasn't as hot as I wanted it to be. My skin was red from too much scrubbing but I needed to bathe again. I wanted to wash away James’ touch from my body; his smell, his existence.

I got into the tub, pushing my head under. Bubbl...

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