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NAOMI SAINT October 1st, 2024 " NENE , NAMI "
Naomi's eyes fluttered open as she woke up, her body in the warmth of soft blankets. The unfamiliar room was dimly lit by the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. She blinked a few times, disoriented, her mind slowly piecing together the events that led her here. She was in Kentrell's house, in his bed.
Memories of the previous days flooded back. Naomi sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes, and took in her surroundings. The room was spacious but cozy, decorated with a blend of modern and personal touches that made it uniquely his.
She swung her legs over the side of the bed, her feet touching the cold wooden floor. The events of the past few days felt surreal, and she struggled to understand her feelings. Relief washed over her as she realized she was safe, away from his toxic grasp. Yet, there was a lingering unease, a sense of guilt for having brought so much chaos into Kentrell's life.
Naomi glanced around the room, spotting her duffel bag near the door. She stood up and walked over to it, going through her belongings for a change of clothes. The simple act of getting dressed grounded her, helping her feel more in control. She chose a comfortable pair of jeans and a t-shirt, then headed towards the bathroom to freshen up.
After splashing some water on her face and showering, then brushing her teeth, she felt more like herself. Naomi took a deep breath, she knew she needed to talk with Kentrell. She walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway, following the faint sounds of activity.
Kentrell's house was big, a blend of luxury and comfort that spoke to his success. She found him in the kitchen, eating breakfast. The smell of freshly brewed tea and sizzling bacon filled the air. He looked up as she entered, a smile spreading across his face.
"Morning Ne," he greeted her warmly. "How'd you sleep?"
"Good Morning," Naomi replied, offering a big smile in return. "I slept well, thank you. Your bed is really comfortable."
He chuckled. "You hungry? You slept the whole day."
Naomi nodded her head and took a seat at the kitchen island, watching as Kentrell moved around serving her s plate. "I also used your shower, hope you don't mind."
