She closed the door behind her, plopping on the bed. Her body felt sore from all the punches she received.
Her opponent was a good sport as she had told him. He didn't slack off because she looked fragile like every other guy.
She smiled, reminiscing the euphoric feeling she had experienced. Sadly, her smile didn't last long. It was soon replaced by a sad one.
Thinking about a certain man who did that to her. Hus's departure affected her more than she expected. Perhaps it was fueled by how constantly she thought about him.
Her home didn't feel like a home anymore. She already missed his home. The place she had been staying at after she came back.
Zane's abrupt journey took her by surprise. She felt it inappropriate to occupy his home when he was away. Hence she replaced all the machinery she destroyed and left.