Delphine pov
I was floating in a dream, wrapped in golden warmth. Everything around me felt soft and unreal, like I’d stepped into a painting. Golden flowers stretched as far as I could see, swaying under a sky that hummed with a strange, beautiful tune. I reached out to touch one of the flowers, but just as my fingers were about to graze the petal, a soft laugh echoed through the air, pulling me away.
I blinked, waking up to the sound of my own sigh mixed with the faint clinking of dishes. My eyes adjusted to the warm morning light streaming into the room. For a moment, I was confused. The silky sheets, the rich, muted decor—it was nothing like the plane I remembered being on.
I sat up slowly, the duvet sliding down to my waist. The faint smell of coffee and something sweet hung in the
