Milena woke up alone in the bed today. There was no sign of Rafael. Didn't he come back last night?

She got down from the bed, preparing herself for the day. This time she used the bathroom quicker and was out.

Milena dressed in a simple black tank top and loose joggers, the most comfortable dress she could find in the closet, one that Rafeal had set for her.

Her hair was still damp from the quick shower, and she ran a hand through it, pushing the strands back as she stepped out of the room.

Exhaling, she nodded at her reflection and stepped out. Today, she was going to...