-- Grizelda --

The living room felt like the best place to work. I chose to settle into the deep cushions of the sofa, enjoying the soothing, quiet moment of my abode which wrapped around me like a blanket. I should've felt at peace but maybe half at it.

A cup of tea which waited for me to take only my third sip, sat on the side table, probably feeling abandoned already. The brightest light came through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun casting it's golden hue on every object close by and lighting up the house as much as it could in the day. I had financial reports laid out...