Chapter 32 The Taste

Nova I put my robe and bonnet on before sitting at the edge of my bed to apply my nightly skincare routine. The only good thing I appreciate my mother for forcing on me. The bed creaks lowly as I sit at the edge. From where I'm seated I can see the streetlights through the window. It's almost midnight and the roads around here are usually deserted before ten pm. The smell of my lemon-scented lotion fills the room after I open it up. I change my mind about using it when the bright blue container of one of my creams distracts me and makes me think of something else that it almost looks like.