After a long shower, Arianna got out and prayed for a moment of peace to clear her mind and channel her emotions, drying her hair with the towel.
“I think I need a change,” she said, looking at her completely naked self in the mirror.
Ilaria had called her a couple of days ago to invite her to train with her. She gave a lame excuse that her body was out of shape because of motherhood, which was completely false.
Arianna had seen her in a swimsuit recently, and she was perfect. She knew Ilaria did it for her, and she really appreciated it. At that moment, she was so immersed in her misery that she rejected the offer, but maybe it was time to accept it. It wouldn't hurt to learn self-defense in this shitty world. Her parents never allowed it, but she supposed Enzo wouldn't have a problem
