The Snake Prepares

Bianca yawned and stretched in relief. She had completed her final assignment for the course she had been working on.

She shut the door behind her as she stepped into the large apartment. Catching sight of her reflection in the mirror in the hallway, she twirled in abandon.

Bianca was a brown-eyed, brown-haired beauty in her twenties, carrying the kind of effortless glow that comes from youth and happiness. 

From being well-loved by not one, but ...