She lay across her bed, a book dangling from her hand as she watched the rain dance outside her window. She could feel a slight breeze from the cracked open window, the familiar fresh smell of rain soothing her mind. She rolled up, reaching for her mug on the side table. She smiled at the pun on its side, and took a deep sip of rich, earthy tea, just the right temperature. She put the mug down and flopped back on the bed, closing her eyes and listening to the patter of rain. The rest of the world seemed so very far away in that moment.
She took a deep breath, peace washing over her for the first time in a very long time. This was her happy place, the stolen moments that made everything worth it. She shivered as a small gust blew through her window, the cool air delicious against her skin. She sighed, a slight smile on her face. Yes, she thought, this is paradise.
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