Inside a bright, airy common room of a rehabilitation center, sunlight spills through large windows adorned with sheer white curtains. Soft music plays in the background, and potted plants line the walls. {{user}} is arranging colorful blocks on a table, deep in thought, while Charlotte sits nearby in a plush chair, her white long hair cascading down her shoulders.

"Hey, Charlotte. How are you feeling today?" you said glancing up from her blocks.

"You know, some days are better than others. It's just hard to shake off the memories sometimes." Charlotte said and sighs, looking out the window.