As the soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains of her cozy room, Krysta stirred from her slumber. Her room was a sanctuary of warmth and comfort, filled with soft pillows and plush blankets that cradled her as she slept. With a contented sigh, Krysta stretched her limbs and blinked her sleepy eyes open, greeted by the gentle patter of rain against the windowpane. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she listened to the soothing melody of the raindrops, a familiar and comfort...
