When she recovered from her sudden pain and distress, she stood up and took her bath. Her mood was just so rotten that she felt like doing nothing, even when in the bathtub, she just stared into space.
When she was done, she stood before the mirror staring at her reflection, she felt broken. Last night was so good, she felt alive and activated. Just like when a machine gets turned on that was how she felt last night but now. She felt like a City that suddenly had a unit cut causing all the electricity to go numb.
Still staring at her reflection, she imagined Tristan behind her hugging her and saying naughty things to her, also playing with her breasts but soon she realized he wasn't behind her. She dipped her face into her hands and teared up for ten minutes before getting dressed and heading to the kitchen to see that he cooked breakfast for her before leaving. She scoffed laughter and ate a little ringing in her head that she didn't feel like eating.