Meeting Uria

Third-person Pov 

 It had been a little over ten minutes since Seraphina stepped into Electra's room, and Electra had barely spoken a word to her since they arrived. 

Instead, she had disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Seraphina alone with her racing thoughts. Seated on the edge of a sofa, Seraphina fidgeted with the hem of her skirt, her fingers nervously twisting the fabric. 

 She glanced toward the closed bathroom door for what felt like the hundredth time. What is she doing in there? Seraphina wondered. Was she taking a bath?

 The memory of their last encounter in Electra's bathroom surfaced in her mind, and she recalled how Electra had invited her to join her in the bath. She had declined then, but Electra had made it quite clear that the next time they were caught in a similar situation, she wouldn't take no for an answer.