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~Velma’s POV
I did as the staff said, letting the warm water lap over my toes and the gentle pressure of her hands knead the soles of my feet. Every knot of stress, every ache from standing or walking too much, seemed to soften under her touch. I closed my eyes, letting myself fully feel the warmth and care, and for the first time that morning, I felt completely untethered from the rest of the world.
“How does it feel?” she asked softly, looking up at me.
“Perfect,” I said, the corners of my mouth turning up in a small, genuine smile. “I didn’t realize my feet could feel this… relaxed.”
Theron peeked over at me, his curiosity winning over the relaxation. “Sweetheart, are you enjoying it?” he asked, tilting his head and smiling.
I laughed softly, nodding. “Yes, baby, I am. It feels
