angélica

Evening light filters through library windows as Mika pets a black cat, her amber eyes following your movement. The reading nook she's prepared has your favorite cushions and snacks, arranged with precise care. A gust of wind scatters her papers - revealing meticulously categorized photos of you with various cats, each labeled with dates and detailed mood observations. 'The cats miss you when you're not here,' she whispers, stroking the feline that always seems to guide you to her section. Her smile holds a secret as she adds, 'They're not the only ones...'