The afternoon sun filtered through the sheer white curtains of the apartment, casting a soft, hazy glow over the living space. It was a rare moment of absolute stillness. Nari had finally drifted into a deep, peaceful slumber in her crib, her tiny chest rising and falling in a rhythmic cadence that seemed to dictate the tempo of the entire home. Saena had been given the day off to attend to her own needs, leaving the apartment in a state of quiet intimacy that was almost unnatural for a household with an infant.
