"How was your experience?" Scarlett asked with a bright smile, leaning back against the seat, her own skin glowing softly, her expression relaxed and satisfied.
"It was really good," Bella replied with a shy, happy smile, her voice light, almost dreamy. She still felt warm and calm, like the softness from the spa had settled deep inside her.
After that, they headed back home together. Once Bella reached her room, she closed the door gently behind her and stood there for a second, her heart beating a little faster. She opened the wardrobe and carefully tucked the lingerie she had bought behind her neatly folded clothes, hiding it as if it were a small secret meant only for her. When she was done, she took a deep breath, smoothed her hair, and went downstairs.
In the living area, Aunt Clara was already waiting, holding a glass filled with chilled orange juice, tiny drops of moisture clinging to the sides. "Here you go, dear," she said warmly.
