Lara stood by her window, wrapped in soft white lingerie that felt like a second skin—simple, elegant, and quietly confident. The early sunlight slipped through the curtains, painting her room in warm gold. She took a slow breath, feeling ready for the day in a way she hadn’t in a long time. As she tied her hair up, she caught her reflection and smiled—calm, steady, and finally at peace with herself. And in that small, quiet moment, she felt unstoppable.