"Let's get you a bath, Emily," Angi says once we are inside. The house is huge. There are arched ceilings, and beautiful worksmanship engraved on every piece of furniture. Even the supersized flat-screen tv is beautiful.
I run my hands over the wooden lion on the couch.
"Emily! Don't you dare touch that without my permission!" Angi shouts in my ear.
I jerk my pale hand away immediately.
"Sorry, An-"
"Don't you 'sorry Angi' me! You take one fast bath, or you are in deep trouble," Angi snaps.
"Yes, ma'am," I say, glad to get away from her.
"The bathroom is the first one on the left, there should be clean towels in the cabinets," she calls after me.
I raise my hand to signal I heard and walked into the bathroom.
It is pretty luxurious. It has an awesome club-footed tub and seperate shower. There are four sinks altogether. I start the water running and get ready to take a bath.

Once in the bathtub, it's like heaven, and I never want to leave it.