ILIANA'S POV
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Stepping out of the shower, droplets of water roll down my skin, wetting the tiles as I reach for my towel. I pull the soft fabric against my chest, patting my face dry and bend over, reaching down. I dry my legs, and straighten my spine, wrapping the towel around my small frame. I reach into the cupboard below the sink, pulling out a piece of paper towel and wipe down the fogged up mirror. It's a routine I've come to enjoy, since I hate getting dressed immediately after getting out of the shower.
The clothes would stick to my damn skin, and I'd feel sweaty.
The sun shines through from behind the shutters on the window, and I pull them open before brushing my teeth.
My ceiling fan hums as it circles the air in my room, the cool wind kissing my bare skin as I head towar
