When it was 07:15 Paris time, Keyra had woken up and already looked beautiful wearing blue jeans combined with a maroon sweater top and wearing a black scarf. She also wore a kind of robe like a black shirt because the weather there was very cold. The woman put a hairpin in a part of her hair back, then wore black shoes with white laces.
Keyra glanced at Aaron who was still sleeping wrapped in a thick blanket up to his chest. Her husband had gone somewhere all night and gone straight to bed without wanting to touch her or torture her. The woman felt a little relieved because at least the pain in her body from her husband's rudeness the other day had subsided and today she decided to go for a walk.
