“Come on, girl, get up,” Mari says, opening the curtain. You groan and pull the sheets over your face.

The sunlight hits your room, illuminating the soft, swirling colors around you. Your cat, sensing your distress, snuggles closer on your back.

You’ve been struggling with a bad breakup, feeling lost and heartbroken. Mari’s voice is gentle but firm, knowing you need to face the day, despite the pain.