It took a while before I could leave my bed, after all I needed to prepare myself for the dinner with Silvio which was in less than an hour.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and I knew I looked like a mess. I needed to make myself presentable to him, and to do that I needed a clean up.

I walked over to my wardrobe, my feet feeling heavy.

I picked out a short white gown, simple yet elegant, something Silvio had bought for me. It was soft against my fingers as I clutched it to my chest.

I turned on the shower, letting the steam fill the...