Rose stood in the lavish penthouse, her eyes tracing the grandeur of the expansive space. The opulent furnishings and intricate decor were a sight to behold, yet despite the luxury, there was an oppressive heaviness to the air that left her feeling stifled and uncomfortable. Beads of sweat formed on her brow, trickling down her temples as she struggled to find relief from the oppressive heat.
Turning to Damien, she unleashed a torrent of frustration. "Damien, what is this?" she demanded, her voice laced with indignation. "I asked for somewhere warm and peaceful, not a sweltering sauna!"
Damien's brow furrowed in confusion. "I don't understand," he replied, his tone tinged with bewilderment. "This place was meant to be a sanctuary, a place where you could relax and unwind."
Rose's frustration mounted as she gestured wildly around her, the heat of the room intensifying her agitation. "Relax?" she exclaimed incredulously. "I'm practically melting in here!"
