Time for HappinessTime for Happiness
The pillow gently cradled her head, and the blanket crinkled slightly, like snow under a light foot. She hugged the cup with both hands, warming herself with its heat. Alina watched the steam rise, dissolving in the sun's rays. She loved to observe the little things. How the sun touched her glass of water on the nightstand, creating little rainbows. How the wind quietly moved the curtain, turning it into the light breath of home.
The pillow gently cradled her head, and the blanket crinkled slightly, like snow under a light foot. She hugged the cup with both hands, warming herself with its heat. Alina watched the steam rise, dissolving in the sun's rays. She loved to observe the little things. How the sun touched her glass of water on the nightstand, creating little rainbows. How the wind quietly moved the curtain, turning it into the light breath of home.
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