22 ZAYNA

I slipped the cucumber slices off my eyes and tossed them onto the tray beside the bathtub, stifling a yawn as I stretched lazily.

The steam from the hot water filled the bathroom and I savored the warmth seeping into my skin.

Wrapped in a fluffy robe with a towel turbaned around my head, I felt like a queen , relaxed , luxurious and best of all —alone.

My gaze shifted to my red painted nails , admiring the smooth polish. Maybe I should go shopping today . I deserved a little indulgence after the week I had had.

A new hat, perhaps? Something wide brimmed, dramatic. Maybe...