“This is your room, V,” Brenda said as she pushed open the door, revealing a cozy, sunlit space. The soft Parisian light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. A queen-sized bed with a plush comforter sat against the wall, and a small desk with a vase of fresh flowers was set near the window, overlooking the charming street below.

I dropped my luggage by the door and stepped inside, taking it all in. It was perfect, simple, peaceful, and exactly what I ...