"I think you need to get changed. I'll prepare your bath." Carlos suggested as he left the cooking for Desmond.
I bit my lips, my face flushing from embarrassment as I caught eyes with Xavier.
He held my hand and smiled at me. "You don't have to feel bad or shy. We aren't bothered seeing you this way. It is typical, and we will ensure that you receive the best care possible."
As he walked me to my bathroom, my heart skipped and raced faster.
I didn't know how to feel. Embarrassed, stupid or sad.
Carlos had filled the water tub with water and I could see every item I needed to use was in place.
"Thanks," I muttered to them, my voice barely above a whisper.
With a confused expression on my face, I stood for a while after they grinned back at me.
What now? Do they intend to bathe m
