After returning home, Sylvette stormed off to her room. Contrary to what many might believe, Sylvette's room wasn't filled with books and plain furnishings. Instead, it was adorned with bold blue walls and silver-painted furniture, a reflection of her desire for color and vibrancy in her life.
She closed the door behind her, her face still flushed with anger. One by one, she began to undress, her frustration mounting with each layer of clothing she discarded. Finally, she was left standing in her thin blue underwear, her emotions raw and unfiltered.
Sylvette didn't have the life she had always dreamt of. She was born into a commoner's family that had risen to prominence due to their scholarly achievements. However, this success had not brought her the happiness she had envisioned.
