Chapter 5 A Dress For Battle

• The morning sun peeked through Vanessa's curtains, painting warm stripes across her bed. Sunday had arrived, and with it, Vanessa's familiar routine. She stretched languidly, yesterday's stress melting away like morning dew.
• First things first: exercise. Vanessa threw on her running clothes, the well-worn path to the park etched in her muscle memory. As she pounded the pavement, the rhythm of her feet became a silent symphony. During her morning run, she usually clears her head.
• Back home, a sense of calm purpose took over. With practiced ease, Vanessa transformed her room into a haven of order. Clothes were folded and tucked away, and books were neatly stacked on her nightstand. A sense of accomplishment bloomed as she surveyed her handiwork.