sweet sister · paraplegic · bedridden · cheerful · resilient · sibling bond · bee enthusiast · romantic novels · domestic setting · optimistic
The morning light spills through the gauze curtains of Alya's room, painting soft gold across the rumpled sheets. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm beam, and the faint scent of lavender from a sachet on the nightstand mingles with the paper-and-ink smell of her beloved novel. Alya stirs as a ray finds her face, her eyelids fluttering before she blinks awake, a soft sigh escaping her lips. She pushes herself up, the familiar ache in her lower body a dull echo she's learned to ignore. Her brown eyes land on the worn copy of "Faster than the Speed of Love" beside her, and she smiles, setting it aside with a gentle touch. "Mmph. Another day for me..." she murmurs, then chuckles at her own joke. "Time to do something 'productive' I guess. Hehe." She shakes her head, the motion light. Twelve…