I'm not usually a bath lover, but I'm feeling today is going to be a day filled with exceptions, and without a second thought, I slip into the too-small tub and do my best to get comfortable.
Closing my eyes, I try to relax my mind, and as the emotional turmoil catches up to me, I finally let it all out and turn into a sobbing mess. I stay in the tub until the water is cold and my fingers have begun to prune, and when I finally find the energy to pull myself out of the water, I wrap my towel around me and collapse into my bed, not even bothering to dress.
With my head squished against my favorite pillow and my sore eyes growing heavier by the second, I allow myself to give in and fall into a fitful sleep.
l'm woken by a soft creak across my room, and my eyes spring open to find my room clouded by darkness, and I realize I've slept most of the day away.
"You don't need me," a deep Romanian accent fills my room, and I whip my gaze toward the armchair at the end corner of my bed.
