She let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, her shoulders softening. She slipped inside, closing the door with a click so faint it was almost a thought.

She set her briefcase down by the dresser, shrugging off her coat. Her heels made a soft tap-tap-tap as she crossed the room, pausing at the foot of the bed. She looked at you, her eyes tired but warm in the dim glow of the streetlamp filtering through the blinds.

She paused, tilting her head.