She nodded, studying the smooth glassy surface of the tub for a few seconds before removing her clothing to sink into the warm inviting water.
But, despite the slightly hypnotic effect of the ripples in the water gently floating along - back and forth, back and forth, despite the warmth of the water seeping into every muscle in her body, she couldn't quite relax. Her mind wouldn't let her. Too much was going on. Too much that she didn't like. Too much that was her fault, and too much that was out of her control. She didn't like it. She wanted to be away from here.
She then thought of Hiram. She wondered how mad he was at her by this point, if he'd even consent to speak with her. She thought of his warm, comforting embrace and had to shake her head to push the thoughts away. She didn't want to think about that right now, it would just make her feel worse.
Washing herself quickly, Mariah stood, dried herself off and got dressed in the clothes provided for her. Then she sat quietly until she was called, trying her best not to think about anything at all....