The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. Nia stirred, her hazel eyes fluttering open to a new environment. For a moment, her breath caught in her throat.
The unfamiliarity of the spacious room and the sleek, minimalist design jolted her into full consciousness.
Where the hell was she? This was not her room.
Her heart pounded as her gaze darted around the room until it landed on Pixel, who sat on the foot of the bed, tail swishing lazily. The little cat let out a soft meow as if to say, You're safe.
Her mind raced, piecing together fragments of memory.