That night...
I was soaking myself in the bath of the rental house, the warm water embracing me like a soft, heavy blanket. I could feel the heat sink deep into my muscles, soothing the day's exhaustion, each breath of the cool outdoor air contrasting deliciously with the steamy warmth enveloping my skin. The open night sky above, the gentle rustle of leaves, and the faint scent of fresh earth made everything feel perfect.
I let out a relaxed sigh, leaning further back into the tub, when the wooden door creaked open.
Turning my head lazily, I saw Yr standing there, her slender figure illuminated by the faint lights around the bath. She held a towel in her hand, clutching it in front of her with a sleepy, almost careless grip. The fabric wasn't wrapped around her. It simply hung there, barely covering the important parts. Her body, delicate and petite, was laid almost completely bare to my eyes.
