Chapter 23 Morning

As Willow stirred from her slumber, the sensation of bare skin against the soft sheets didn't faze her. 

It was the tantalizing glint catching the morning light that captured her gaze—the mysterious bracelet encircling her left wrist, its intricate design a mesmerizing dance of swirling silver and midnight-blue gemstones.

Each delicate link seemed to tell a story, etched with fine details that hinted at a forgotten past. The gems, vivid and enigmatic, held a luster that whispered of untold secrets. 

They sparkled with an otherworldly allure, casting tiny prisms of color across the room as if weaving an arcane spell.

Willow's fingers traced the smooth surface, her touch unveiling a subtle warmth emanating from the metal. Its presence felt both foreign and strangely familiar, as if it had been meant for her all along.