A Tender Kiss

Overwhelmed by a wave of despair, Alora allowed herself to sink into the comforting embrace of the bathtub in the evening. The echo of William's harsh words reverberated in her mind, painting a picture of disdain that he seemed to harbor towards her. It was as if he jinxed her. Why, she wondered, did some people choose to spread negativity rather than kindness? 

Cupping her hands, she scooped up the hot water, letting it cascade onto her face in a refreshing splash. The droplets trickled down her cheeks. "I remained silent when William spoke. How I wish I had responded," Alora confessed in a voice barely above a whisper. As if trying to hide from her own regret, she allowed herself to sink deeper into the embracing warmth of the water.

Finally, after having a good hot water bath, she emerged from the bathtub and wore the robe quickly. Tying its knot on her belly, she dried her hair using the towel before heading to the other room, where she asked Selvina to stay.