"Alright, close your eyes."
Steam billowed through the bathroom, fogging the mirrors.
Bellatrix was submerged up to her neck in a bathtub large enough for three adults, her wet hair slicked back as warm water cascaded over her head. She pressed the heels of her hands against her eyes.
"I’m going to wash your hair now," Constance said, her sleeves rolled to her elbows. "Keep them shut tight so the soap doesn't get in."
Constance worked up a
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