The sun had the nerve to shine through my window like everything was fine.
Rude.
I didn’t even remember falling asleep. The last thing I recalled was curling into the softest bed I’d ever touched, salty tears soaking the pillow, my heart aching with too many things I didn’t want to name. But when I blinked awake, sunlight was gently spilling through the sheer curtains, casting warm streaks of gold across the room like nature’s way of saying, “Hey girl, new day. Try again.”
My eyes wandered, adjusting slowly. The room really was beautiful—high ceilings with carved wooden beams, floor-length velvet drapes in forest green, a plush chaise lounge by the window. A small kitchenette sat in the corner, all gleaming brass and marble countertops. It looked like the kind of place royalty might sta
