Protective

Mia's eyelids fluttered open, welcoming the gentle morning light that danced through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the hotel room she had spent the night.

With a soft sigh, she stretched her arms above her head, feeling the tension of sleep loosen its grip on her body. She hadn't been able to sleep well as usual last night until she took the pills recommended to her by her therapist five years ago. Without the pills, it was like she had forgotten the ability to fall asleep like a normal human being.

Slipping out of bed, she padded over to the window, the cool wooden floor beneath her feet a stark contrast to the warmth of the covers she had just left behind.