The enchantment of four blissful hours of sleep lingered in the quiet corners of Anna's consciousness as she stirred awake, feeling the gentle embrace of rejuvenation and stability. The morning sun, filtering through the curtains, painted a delicate glow on the room, casting away the shadows of the night before. Anna, contemplating the mysteries of her mother's sudden appearance, decided to set aside the intricacies for later exploration. For now, she yearned to preserve the fragile tranquility that had settled upon her like a comforting shroud.
Amidst the tentative morning light, Ray emerged as a steadfast source of joy for Anna. The mere thought of him, his presence lingering like a soft melody, summoned a subtle smile to her lips. The anticipation of their planned helicopter ride later in the day added a thrilling undercurrent to the serenity of her morning. Anna marveled at the prospect, allowing excitement to ripple through her like gentle waves caressing the shore.
