Chapter 6 Reflection

She needed peace and needed her hair above her shoulders. The past few months had been so stressful. She knew she was the talk of the press and the entire country and she needed to be alone to absorb everything going on and to think straight to avoid doing crazy things in front of her rising crisis.

"My personal life is none of their business, those crazy paparazzi". She muttered.

Stupid press.

She was still buried in her thoughts when a knock on the door called her off.

"Good morning Miss McKay, I trust you slept well, you seemed really tired last night". Sofia spoke warmly as she walked to zhavia. She saw the coffee in her hand and she knew she was bothered. It certainly wasn't the right time to report any detailed information.

"What's so great about the morning Sofia?" Zhavia said as she looked at the nice view. She had woken up and had caught a glimpse of the rising sun.

"Huh? Tell me, are we wearing expensive costumes and expecting the carnival of the press?" She asked walking back into the room, losing the robe she was wearing as she walked towards the bathroom, exposing her sexy black lingerie.

"I understand why you are in a bad mood miss spare, and you have every right to be in whatever mood you want".

Sofia tried to lighten the mood. "But we left that country remember? We're in Los Angeles". She tried her best to give the best smile she could find at the moment. Zhavia only raised a brow to her words with a frowned face.

"The press will always be the press, ma petite, so don't think you can endorse me into thinking that everything will be fine with your tiny thinking brain". She said as she walked into the bathroom.

"We'll figure it out miss McKay, I promise, I will.....". Sofia tried to sound reassuring but before she could complete the sentence, the shower was already turned on. She let out an exhausting deep breath as she sat on the sofa waiting for her boss to come out.

Zhavia looked at herself through the mirror before her. She looked at the running water. She had turned it on just to hear the sound of it, just to be sure she could absorb the magical sound of water that calms the nerves. She wasn't even sure she could feel anything.

She looked at the woman standing in front of the mirror and realized that she hadn't changed a bit. She was still that girl that fell in love with a jerk and got hurt. She still looked fragile but she needed to be tough to overcome anything.

"Who am I kidding?" She muttered. She thought of how she craved for him and his touch, how she wanted him so badly, how she loved that fool, longed for him, trusted him and he played with her. She touched her white glowing skin, she couldn't even remember the last time she let anyone close to her.

Never again!

Her eyes were on her reflection as she was having these thoughts in her head. She wasn't going to let that happen again. She wasn't going to let any man manipulate her ever again.

She walked to the bathtub and she slowly let her lingerie drop down her legs. She got into the perfectly prepared rose bath ready for her. It was warm. She played with the roses for a while as she sank into the water, relaxing all her muscles and letting her problems sink for a while too.