NARRATOR'S POV
The dawn came with a brilliant glimmer of light, the sky mixed with the color of pink, orange, purple. A thin fog lingered in the atmosphere, a curtain of light mist that creates dew drops on every plant it touches. The temperature was cold, calming the people as they remain in their slumber.
But for another person, it was just an annoyance. Which is forcing her to keep the blanket on her shoulders while she sat in front of her computer. With her hair tied in a messy bun, some of her hair had fallen astray. Scratching her head, she typed away in the search engine for the nth time.
Her tired eyes- red and puffy, staring at the glowing screen. Reading the titles of the articles that appeared in the search result. Squinting her eyes ever so slightly, her eye bags became more visible.
