That Is Not Why We Are Here
As the heavy oak door swung open, revealing a world of luxury and comfort, Candice stepped into the four-star hotel room with a sense of anticipation. The room welcomed her with a warm embrace, as if aware of the tiredness in her bones after a long day.
Soft, muted lighting bathed the room in a gentle glow, casting shadows that danced along the walls adorned with tasteful artwork. The walls themselves were painted in soothing tones of cream and pale blue, creating an atmosphere of tranquility.
Candice's eyes were immediately drawn to the centerpiece of the room—the king-sized bed dressed in pristine white linens. The bed beckoned her with its promise of a restful night's sleep. Plump pillows lined the headboard, inviting her to sink into their embrace. A plush duvet, elegantly folded at the foot of the bed, added a touch of sophistication.