Chapter Five: BathShe doesn't remember much about her time in captivity nowadays, just bits and pieces whenever her memories are triggered, like when she needs to go to the doctor's or if someone hurts her.
"Go take a bath," Daddy whispers to her ear the moment they reach home and she all but flies towards her bedroom. Well, she actually does fly up the stairs instead of running up the steps. It's faster that way.
Daddy hates it whenever she leaves the house and comes home smelling like something other than herself.
She stands underneath the spray of warm water and lets the steam carry away the scent of strangers clinging to her skin and to her feathers. She massages soapy water into her hair and all over her body, leaving her wings for last because they're always such a hassle to work
