Taesha stepped inside the shower. As the water fell over her body, tears fell too.
"This weekend has turned out nothing as I expected. I feel so stressed out, and I'm making all kinds of mistakes."
After washing her hair and body, Taesha spent twenty minutes moisturizing her hair with a homemade potion she made for curly hair specifically.
"Oh, I know what I can do. I'll make Dexter my special hibiscus saffron wine I promised him earlier.
After styling her hair, making sure she looked presentable. Taesha begins getting dressed. She takes a peep out the window at the falling snow. 'Ugh! Now I know why I'm not a big fan of winter. It just won't stop, will it!"
She slipped on her fluffy slippers, preparing to enter the living room. The feeling of embarrassment over her behavior ente
