Morning arrived with a clarity that stood in stark contrast to the turmoil of the night. I couldn't recall what I had dreamt, but whatever it was, I woke up feeling distinctly different from other days. Perhaps things could start to change with Louis, the architect's brother, entering my life.
Sunlight streamed through the window, warming the cold atmosphere that had enveloped me over the past few days. Even though time had flown by faster than I had anticipated, my plans seemed to have come to a standstill. I needed to understand what exactly I should do next.
Louis slept peacefully beside me, his face emanating a tranquility I couldn't find within myself. I don't know why, but everyone around me seems to wear an angelic expression when they sleep — their long lashes and flawless features unmarked, even when their bodies are fully at ease.
