Domestic Setting

Domestic life was easy. Nadia could just turn on that domestic setting like pulverise on a blender. A continuous motion.

In the day. Taking care of little Alice. Feeding. Cleaning. Changing diapers. Goofy entertainment. Google eyes and peek-a-boo. Lullabies too. Baby Alice loved it.

Katherine and Steven took Alice in the evening. Most evenings. There were still fashion shows and galas to attend. Katherine and Steven weren’t hands off parents — Nadia insisted she could help — so their hands weren’t tied.

Nadia wore wrinkled oversized home t-shirts and shorts. Her hair tied in a loose pony. Messy bangs. It was good to be red again. Feeling like part of her identity was back. She was finally Nadia again.

She had put on a little weight. Not heavy at all. She was still very fit and slim. But home care and eating luxury food with Katherine had resulted in a little 5 pound bounce. Face healthier — not that skimpy skinny stripper look.

She still wanted to work at Carte Rouge: VISA. She didn’t know why stripping made her feel a certain way. She craved it. But Baby Alice was a priority for now.

Her blue eyes and blonde hair. Not like Alice nor Katherine… More like her father. Nadia hummed a lullaby slightly off-tune, but for baby Alice it was the start of the best nap ever. Cradled in Nadia’s arms.