<strong>Eloise Monot</strong><br/><br/>Eloise had gasped for air in shock when she had first seen Ophelia. She had been in some state, her body littered with bruises and scars. After Joseph Harden had left again, she helped Ophelia out of the jacket she had been given and appraised the damage done to her. The amount of blue and purplish bruising was barely countable, parts of her body were one big scratch, and that was before she had even noticed the cigarette burns and the deep welts on her ass from the lashing.<strong>“Oh my lord, what did they do to you Ophelia?”</strong>Eloise found a small first aid kit in their bathroom, and after cleaning out some of the wounds, she proceeded to disinfect them and bandaged them as best as she could. The first aid box also contain a bottle of light pain killers. They would probably only give Ophelia some small comfort but it was better than nothing. She handed the redhead two of them and a glass of water.<strong> “Here, take this and then try to get some rest…”</strong>Together with Arielle she put Ophelia in one of the beds and tucked her in.<br/>