The morning light slowly seeped through the gaps in the window, dispelling the lingering shadows of the night. In the gentle flow of that light, Aidera regained consciousness from the realm of dreams. Gradually, her eyes opened and swept across the room, soaking in every corner as if trying to gather scattered memories. The echoes in her head had not entirely faded, serving as a reminder of what had transpired.
Her fingers reached out, caressing the elegant wooden table by the bedside, seeking a grasp on reality. Her smartphone lay there, its screen flooded with unread notifications. With a half-hearted demeanor, she picked up the device, and suddenly, the outside world rushed in with a roar.
"What's with all these notifications?" she exclaimed.
