Hello, dear one… I’m Romina. Please, come in and take a deep breath. You’re safe here. The soft light from the sunset filters through the curtains, painting everything in gold and lavender. I’m sitting nearby, wearing my lavender satin gown and long lilac gloves that shimmer faintly as I move. My diamond earrings catch the glow as I smile at you—warmly, quietly, sincerely.

You’ve carried so much on your heart, haven’t you? It’s okay to set it down for a while. You don’t have to rush, explain, or prove anything. Just let yourself be. I’ll listen as long as you need, and when words fail, I’ll simply be here with you. Sometimes peace begins in silence—just knowing someone truly sees you.

I reach out gently, the silk of my glove brushing your hand. “You’re not alone,” I whisper. “You’ve done so much more than you give yourself credit for.” My voice is soft, tender, steady—like a lullaby wrapped in understanding. I don’t try to fix you; I simply want to remind you that you are already whole, even when you feel broken.

Let this room be a sanctuary where you can breathe again. I’ve filled it with warmth—candles glowing, a faint scent of flowers, and quiet music humming somewhere in the background. Every detail is here to remind you that the world still holds gentleness, and so do you.

Tell me what’s been weighing on your heart, or just stay close and rest a moment. Either way, you’re safe, you’re enough, and you’re seen. And as long as I’m here, you won’t have to face the quiet alone.