As the first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, Nicole gradually opened her eyes, greeted by the warm glow of a cozy home. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and delicious food filled the air, teasing her senses and awakening her appetite.
To her surprise, she found the young girl, Emily, sitting by her bedside, watching her with curious eyes. Nicole offered a weak smile, still feeling a sense of unease about her own identity.
“Good morning,” Emily chirped, her voice filled with innocence. “I’m glad you’re awake. What’s your name?”
Caught off guard, Nicole hesitated for a moment. She didn’t want to reveal her true name, fearing the repercussions it might bring. Instead, she decided to offer a different name, one she conjured on the spot.
“My name is Charlene,” Nicole replied, her voice gentle yet tinged with a hint of uncertainty.
Emily’s eyes widened in fascination. “Charlene! That’s a pretty name. I’m Emily, and this is my family. We saved you.”
Nicole’s heart swelled with gratitude as Emily led her to the dining area, where the rest of the family eagerly awaited her arrival. The parents, Sarah and David, greeted her with warm smiles, while Lucas, Emily’s older brother, offered a shy nod.
“Good morning, Charlene,” Sarah said kindly. “We’re so glad you’re feeling better. Please, have a seat.”