Bruno wasn’t in bed when I woke up the next morning, his side of the bed was cold. Memories of what happened last night flashed through my mind. I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling feeling confused. A peach dress was laid at the edge of the bed, I knew he kept it there for me.
Is this how it’s going to be, picking dresses for me. I got out of bed and headed into the bathroom, taking my time to scrub myself clean. I wore the dress he chose for me, it ended above my knee and I didn’t like it because he didn’t leave any underwear. I walked towards the closet and looked through the dozens of clothes inside, no single underwear and the only suitcase I brought from Diego’s house is nowhere in sight.
I wasn’t comfortable with the fact that I was naked beneath the dress, but I had no choice
