As the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, the world awakened from its slumber, bathed in a soft, ethereal glow. The sky transformed into a kaleidoscope of pastel hues—a gentle blend of rose, amber, and lavender—like delicate brushstrokes on a masterpiece. The air was crisp and clean, filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the distant chirping of birds, their melodies intertwining in a joyful symphony.
Olive, already dressed in trousers and a blue T-shirt, stood in her room, the soft carpet beneath her feet. She was still busy arranging her travel bag, the sound of zippers and rustling clothes filling the air. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted from the kitchen, enticing her senses.
*Knock, knock, knock.*
"Yes, who's there?" Olive called out, her gaze fixed on the door.
