Warm water cascaded over me as I took a deep breath, inhaling the lavender scent from the bath oils. The warmth of the tub worked its magic, slowly melting away the tension and fatigue from the evening. With every passing moment, I felt my muscles relax, sinking deeper into the comforting embrace of the water.
“Hey,” Enzo called from the other room, “which scent do you want tonight in the diffuser? Lavender or eucalyptus?”
“Hmm… Eucalyptus,” I called out.
This was our new routine, and it was one that I had grown fond of. Living in our own home suited us well as opposed to the more rugged life of living in the dorms.
Enzo always made me promise that I wouldn’t tell his friends that he secretly liked putting oils in the diffuser and reading novels before bed. I always teased
