Daisy's POV

　　In the hush of the early morning, the world seemed to hold its breath. The gentle caress of the dawn light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft hues of gold and pink.

　　I sat on the edge of my bed, the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me. The room felt both familiar and foreign as if the walls held secrets waiting to be uncovered. In the stillness of the moment, my mind raced with different thoughts.

　　It's been a ...