I found my way home and returned to my cozy apartment.
By the time I got home, evening had settled in. I dropped my bag and slumped into the egg chair, feeling the plush cushions against my body.
My screen's light glowed in my face as I looked at Dominic's email. What was I even supposed to write to him?
Should it be a simple introduction of myself, or should it be a confession that I was still interested in exploring sensual boundaries with him.
I set my phone aside for now and grabbed black coffee from the coffee maker.
While I was sipping it, Ivy's call came in.
"Bella, I can't believe you ended things with Mr. Dom. Did he do anything that hurt you?"
She didn't wait for me to respond to her first statement before she threw another one. "What happened that night?"
She had already switched the voice call to a video call, and was waiting for me to tune in from the receiving end.
