Samika's POV
The next morning, I woke up in the same room that I loved. The home where I don't have any biological family but still felt like home.
Sarah already put a cup of coffee on the table by the time I woke up, as if she is still habituated to my timings. Everything feels so different yet so similar here. Gladys wouldn't do anything until asked or commanded, afraid she'd give me the wrong one all the time.
With my left hand, I manage to prepare the bath in the tub. My bath bombs are still here in the same room and I smile as I throw in a rose scented one. Nyle always disliked anything with strong scents so even though I loved this, I never used it. Now that he isn't here, I want to use that.
With my left hand, I struggle as I undress myself. It was a task and it's just getti
