On Wednesday morning, Marilena steps out of the shower, the warm water still lingering on her skin as she dries off. The clock reads 7:00 AM, and she knows she needs to leave soon to meet the interns at the bedroom renovation site. Her thoughts are still lingering on the strange message she received last night, but she pushes them aside, focusing instead on the task ahead.
She moves through her apartment with a sense of purpose, the quiet hum of the city outside the window grounding her as she prepares for the day. Her fingers work quickly through her morning routine—brushing her hair, applying a touch of makeup, and choosing a simple yet professional outfit for the day. Her mind wanders briefly to the potential conversations she might have at the site, but the unease from the previous evening still lingers in the background.
