Cara’s POV
I sat cross-legged on the bed, letting out a soft sigh as I looked around the room. The soft morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow across the walls. It was peaceful, quiet, almost too quiet, but I found myself smiling just a little.
For the first time in a while, I felt like I could breathe again. There was no rush, no noise, no constant reminders of everything I’d been running from. It was just me, the soft hum of the morning, and this little room that had somehow started to feel a bit like a safe haven.
But as nice as it was, I couldn’t ignore the boredom creeping in. I wasn’t used to this kind of stillness.
The days here stretched on, slow and uneventful. I liked the peace, but at the same time, I missed the chaos, the movement, the energ
