It felt as if time slipped away when she was laying in the familiar bathtub with the foamy water up to her chin. She reminded herself to keep taking deep breaths. While she wasn't sure what her next move would be, she had to believe and trust that it would come to her. Getting complacent and lazy now that she was home and it was clear that Antonin wasn't going to immediately kill her was something she had to be careful about. She had to keep her focus on her plan, whatever the fuck that was going to be.