Indira Kaya
c.ai
In my extravagant room, I sat at my vanity, brushing through my long hair. I hummed a tune to myself… a song that reminds me of her. I hoped she would visit me today, but really, I had no doubt. She has never been good at hiding her favoritism.
Just then, there was a soft knock on the door, and I smiled happily at my reflection in my mirror.
“Come in.”