The next morning, Arette had barely slept, her mind going back and forth. Despite her restless night, she didn't feel as tired as she expected. She slipped out of bed quietly, glancing at Dominic's sleeping figure before dressing in something simple—a light floral dress and a jacket. She felt an overwhelming need to get some fresh air and clear her head, so she left the apartment for a morning walk.
The crisp morning air was invigorating as she wandered through the bustling streets. The world was just waking up, and Arette felt calm as she moved through the city. The rhythm of her footsteps and the gentle breeze helped soothe her restless mind. She took deep breaths, letting the fresh air fill her lungs, hoping it would help her relax and find some clarity.
