Soft singing could be heard as Sanaa moved all her furniture around in her new home. After checking out a few of the houses she choose the one that had a small office in the front and three rooms in the back. But the top of the house held a large master bedroom complete with attached bathroom and cute mini kitchen. She was convinced she didn't need to much space, but it proved to help her out when it came to patients and her practice.
Grabbing the open sign she stuck it in the front window and continued to sing a soft tune, it always amazed her how quickly things got done when she had music. Setting up her laptop on her desk she moved to the built in shelf across the room and began to fill it with her books.
Sanaa was beginning to enjoy the quiet and with the curtains wide open she bathed in the sun's warming rays. Her smooth chocolate skin glistened as she moved around gracefully, trapped in her own little world. Wearing casual attire Sanaa had put on light ripped grey skinny jeans and a white cotton baby doll tank top. Complete comfort.
Picking up another book she opened the pages and a picture fell out, bending down she grabbed the flimsy paper. "Don.." she whispered faintly. Running her finger over his face she walked to her paper shredder and paused. Dropping the photo of her old love would mean forgetting the past. At this point Sanaa was determined to never look back. The sound of the paper shredder echoed through her ears. The wolf inside her snorted and growled with approval and Sanaa felt the familiar pain in her chest. 'He chose his path...and so shall we..' she thought.
Closing her book she set it back with the others, her wolf was itching to get free. It had been sometime since she went out, tonight maybe she would? Picking up another book she began to sing, this time louder then before. Attempting to soothe the wolf that wanted out.
Grabbing the open sign she stuck it in the front window and continued to sing a soft tune, it always amazed her how quickly things got done when she had music. Setting up her laptop on her desk she moved to the built in shelf across the room and began to fill it with her books.
Sanaa was beginning to enjoy the quiet and with the curtains wide open she bathed in the sun's warming rays. Her smooth chocolate skin glistened as she moved around gracefully, trapped in her own little world. Wearing casual attire Sanaa had put on light ripped grey skinny jeans and a white cotton baby doll tank top. Complete comfort.
Picking up another book she opened the pages and a picture fell out, bending down she grabbed the flimsy paper. "Don.." she whispered faintly. Running her finger over his face she walked to her paper shredder and paused. Dropping the photo of her old love would mean forgetting the past. At this point Sanaa was determined to never look back. The sound of the paper shredder echoed through her ears. The wolf inside her snorted and growled with approval and Sanaa felt the familiar pain in her chest. 'He chose his path...and so shall we..' she thought.
Closing her book she set it back with the others, her wolf was itching to get free. It had been sometime since she went out, tonight maybe she would? Picking up another book she began to sing, this time louder then before. Attempting to soothe the wolf that wanted out.
"I want hide the truth, I want shelter you. But with the beast inside, there's nowhere we can hide. No matter what we breed, we still are made of greed. This is my kingdom come...this is my kingdom come..."