The morning sunlight streamed through Sophie’s window, painting the room in warm golden hues. She stood in front of the mirror, her fingers lightly brushing the emerald pendant resting against her skin. It felt cool yet oddly alive, as if it were breathing faint energy into her. She tilted her head, marveling at how the green gem seemed to shift in color, its glow almost hypnotic in the light.
A soft knock broke her reverie. Sophie turned toward the door, her voice bright. “Come in.”
The door creaked open, revealing Ethan. His broad shoulders seemed a little stiffer than usual, tension evident in his posture despite the casual smile he wore. His eyes found hers quickly, but they flickered to the pendant for a moment before settling back on her face.
“Good morning,” he said, his voice w
