Khione slipped out of her dress, folding it neatly before stepping into the water. The warmth embraced her immediately, drawing a quiet sigh from her lips as she sank deeper, letting the heat melt away the tension in her muscles. The contrast between her pale skin and the rippling water made her seem almost ethereal—like a snow spirit resting in a pool of starlight.
She leaned back against the edge of the tub, eyes half-lidded, letting the water trail down her arms. The soft hum of the whirlpool jets filled the silence, blending with the faint murmur of the television from the other room.
