All the peace I had found the night before had managed to linger the morning after, but as the hours of the day slid closer to the dinner, I could feel ripples of anxiety moving through my body. It didn't help that Roman was taking some work calls in his study for most of that Saturday, so I was left alone with my thoughts.
In hopes of finding any sort of way to pass the time, I headed to my crafting room and began searching through the supplies again. Pottery was only going to frustrate me, knowing good and well I was still tormented over something I enjoyed doing just wasn't fulfilling. I needed something else to distract me. Something new, something I could get into with no guide so I could get completely enveloped in the task.
