“This is your room, V,” Brenda said as she pushed open the door, revealing a cozy, sunlit space. The soft Parisian light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. A queen-sized bed with a plush comforter sat against the wall, and a small desk with a vase of fresh flowers was set near the window, overlooking the charming street below.
I dropped my luggage by the door and stepped inside, taking it all in. It was perfect, simple, peaceful, and exactly what I needed right now.
“Wow, Brenda, this is beautiful,” I said, turning to her with a small smile. “Thank you. I honestly didn’t know what to expect, but this... this feels like a home.”
She shrugged with a grin. “I figured you could use a bit of calm after everything you've been through. You’ll be safe here,
