Chapter 83

I came out of the bathroom and walked into the bedroom. I saw the neatly folded pile of clothes on the bed. I almost wept in gratitude. Finally, a new gown and fresh undergarments. Mama Mia was such a wonderful woman; bless her kind heart.

The wounds on my back and arms were tender, but I felt they were already better. I picked up the clothes and wore the undergarments first. When I picked up the gown and unfolded it, I saw that it had an open back. I was careful so my wet hair wouldn’t drip water on it. It was a mustard dress with white frills at the waistline and hem. The material was soft and comfortable. I stepped into it and drew it up on my body. With some effort, seeing as my back still hurt, I zipped it.

My back was open, and I just realized why she’d chosen that gown for me—so my back could be free from being covered all the time and heal faster, especially now that it was tender. There was a small vanity table close to the bed. I quickly went to sit at the tabl