The Last Lullaby

The Girl

Shutting the front door, I moved into my bedroom. I have had such memorable moments in this room, but it now appeared hollow. I untied my hair and slipped off my dress before walking inside the bathroom. A nice shower could certainly do me good.

Looking at myself in the life size mirror, I admired my body before sliding into my nightie. With nothing else to do, I picked up a wine bottle and poured myself a glassful. It smelled exquisite. Sitting on the bed, I looked at the photo-fram...