Anna felt a wave of unease surge inside her when Ricard replied that no one had come to the house today. His answer sounded convincing, but that very calmness only made Anna even more suspicious. That sweet perfume still lingered in the air, like a reminder that something was going on without her knowing.
She tried to keep a smile on her lips as Ricard began preparing the ingredients in the kitchen, but her mind kept spiraling into negative thoughts.
"He's hiding something from me," Anna thought, discomfort beginning to wrap around her. She needed to calm down. She needed to think clearly before taking action.
Anna walked into the bathroom, closed the door behind her, and leaned back against it. She took a deep breath, trying to regulate her breathing and regain her composure. But the scent of perfume was still there, stirring a restless unease inside her. Her eyes swept over the mirror, but it did nothing to lessen the tension rising in her chest.
