Riza was
home again, getting settled back in and resting a bit before supper, which Edward practically ordered her to show up at the
other apartment for in a few hours.
It was good to be home, to be there, to find out it was still there after all.
Suitcase was unpacked, shower was had, things were put away, and now she settled back in her own chair in her own home and helped herself to some hot tea, reading a book, and trying not to fall asleep. She hadn't been able to sleep much the night before, and the emotional roller coaster was wearing.