Shattered Solitude

After her shower, Cleo stepped out of the bathroom, feeling totally worn out. On the small table nearby, she noticed a bowl of oatmeal and a piece of chocolate waiting for her.

She walked over slowly, sat down, and began to eat at her own pace, not rushing at all.

Ever since she'd gone through that stretch of serious hunger, she barely noticed it anymore.

It was only when her body started feeling