"I do not need to-"
"Stay in the water. We promised the man you came with that we would get you all tidied up. We're going to throw away this dress."
Rose was lost for words as a group of women gathered around her, taking away the dress Janice had bought and fixed up for her. "It could be washed," she said.
Laughter filled the room.
"He said your name was Rose. You cannot enter the madam's business and think she would let you keep that filthy dress. You are lucky she took you in at this hour but someone threw water with the droppings of an animal in it so, how could she not? Just sit," Charlotte, one of the women helping to clean up Rose said.
Rose worried about where Zayne had brought her as it reminded her of a brothel. Except, there were dresses, shoes, hats, and bags all around. A separate room with a tub and something that reminded Rose of flowers.
"Where is this place?" Rose inquired.
