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She drew her knees closer to her chest.
The water kept spraying above her, hitting the back of her head. The room was full of steam but her body kept shaking as the sobs wrecked havoc on her body.
For the past 10 minutes she let her frustrations seep out of her as feelings of woe overpowered her usually mild-mannered demeanor. Outside, she pretended she was fine, answering questions thrown out at her left and right. She knew that her responses were crucial to Samcro so she carefully constructed her answers to keep the outlaws and herself in the clear.
Normally, she would had been proud of her astute answers but given her current situation, there was not much to celebrate.
Her fingernails were filthy. Usually, her surgical hands were immaculate but then again she was not in any normal situation.
She tried to steady her sobs as she scrubbed her hands with the bar of soap that Margaret gave her but the adrenaline coursing throughout her body made the task increasingly difficult.
What has happened to her?
Another sob escaped her lips as the hot water continued to cascade down her back. She tried to get up from the tile floor but she barely had any strengthen in her body. So she drew her knees tighter to her chest and allowed for the tears to stream gently down her cheeks.