Helen giggled to herself, oh she remembered that morning. She hadn't felt so free of everything in years as she had for those few moments.
She curled up under the covers, reliving the feeling of that chilly day. Nikola practically swinging her like a doll but with much more care. And she had entertained thoughts of using that damned table for kindling after that, it had been a most unpleasant interruption.
Reaching out to reset her alarm for a few extra minutes Helen hid in the pillows, fingers holding the note and imagined the sensation of Nikola whirling her around the floor.