Belle laid back on the bed, feeling the softness of the sheets against her exhausted body. As her eyes fluttered open, she reached out to find her phone, a habit she had developed over time. However, much to her dismay, it wasn't where she usually left it.

In a tired daze, Belle was about to drift back to sleep when the phone started ringing loudly, jolting her awake. Searching the room with bleary eyes, she realized the sound was coming from the mini table between the cream-colored sofas. Sighing in resignation, she knew she couldn't ignore it any longer and reluctantly made her way towards the phone, her legs feeling...