SYDNEY
I sighed and resigned myself to my situation. It seems I am going to endure this pain with the omega's help.
The omega's hands moved gently as she helped me bathe and dress, but every movement sent a jolt of pain through my body. The tight dress she had chosen for me was an exquisite white gown, but it was agonizing to wear. Every time the fabric touched my wounded skin, I flinched in pain.
“I know it's painful for you, Miss Sydney,” the omega murmured, and I clearly heard her. “Are you sure you're really going to wear this?”
The omega noticed my discomfort and tried to be careful, but it was clear that she was struggling to cover up my injuries. She applied a thick layer of foundation to my skin, but it didn't seem to be working. My wounds were too evident, too raw.
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