After the shower, Xia Ning breathed a little. It was a bit humid in the bathroom. Her clothes were still in the washing machine. She could use the chance to get some air on the balcony.
She had noticed that every bedroom had a balcony outside. She opened the door of the guest room. Without turning on the lights, she walked to the balcony.
It was almost October and it was getting cold. Maybe because she was anxious, even with only a nightdress on her, she did not feel cold. Her hand fell on the railing. She gazed into the endless darkness far away from her and thought back on what happened today.
