Chapter 17 Freedom Or Cage

• DAVINA
• The sweaty clothes sticking to my body weren't appropriate enough to meet up with Shaw. It was almost 10pm, and I was in the shower, rinsing off the day’s stress that weighed down my shoulders.
• This was the only time I could slouch my shoulders. The only time I could allow the water to wash the quiet tears that leaked out of my eyes. My only solitude was for myself, the only part of the old me that was still hanging by a thread.