After what felt like hours, Amelia dragged herself out of the bathroom, no longer feeling like her skin was on fire.
"I have your breakfast," Gina said, pointing to the food she placed on the table. "Do you need my help? Should I pick out another dress? You were so pretty in this one."
All her effort to make Amelia extra pretty for this special day was wasted.
"There should be another blue and gold dress somewhere around here, but I am just going to lay around in this dress for a little bit longer. It feels nice to be wet," Amelia said, sitting down on her bed.
Her hair was messy now and her dress stuck to her because of the water, but it was much better than what she felt when she was in the temple. All she needed now was food and she would be back to normal.
