Neveah sighed quietly as she sunk lower into her bath pool. The warmth of the water did nothing to calm her anxiety or ease her thoughts and Neveah was not certain anything would.
This deeply rooted feeling of unease had blossomed once again and Neveah just could not shake it off, neither could she identify the reason for it.
"I gave in, I followed my heart. I intend to try my hardest to make things work, leave no regrets. I am at a good place in life; so why do I feel so restless?" Neveah murmured to herself in a quiet tone.
Neveah wanted to blame it on the troubling happenings in the Dunes and perhaps to some extent it was, but Neveah knew that was surely not all of it... there was something more, something she could not quite place her finger on.
There was a knock on the door, and then the door to Neveah's washroom came open.
Neveah did not need to glance up to know who it was.