Rainie's POV
When I woke up, I found myself lying in an unfamiliar room.
The room was spacious, with simple yet elegant furnishings, clearly a man's style. I hesitated for a moment before recalling where I was.
A slight unease crept over me as I sat up, realizing I was dressed in a set of cherry blossom pink pajamas, soft and delicate cotton that felt as smooth as a baby's skin.
I tugged at the sleeve, regained my composure, and slipped out of bed, finding a pair of slippers underneath.
I walked to the door and gently opened it a c***k.
A snowball-like creature rushed over, crashing into the door. I wasn't prepared, so I loosened my grip, and the door opened. Rascal rushed in, standing on its hind legs, pawing at my knees, and barking incessantly.
A gentle female voice spoke, "Miss
