Synopsis

The lingering scent of lilies couldn’t quite mask the aftermath. Aoi stirred, a slow unfurling from a dreamless sleep into a disoriented awareness. The plush sheets, the soft lighting – none of it registered as familiar. A vague sense of unease prickled at the edges of her mind, a feeling like a half-forgotten melody. She blinked, trying to focus on the room, but everything seemed slightly out of reach, veiled in a hazy uncertainty. A figure moved towards her, a silhouette against the soft