Four days remaining until the Fashionista Couture meeting.
As Julia entered the apartment, a heavy cloud of concern hung over her. Her mind was still consumed by the troubling events that had unfolded earlier, and her thoughts weighed heavily upon her. The door creaked open, revealing a disheveled and chaotic living space. Clothes strewn across the floor, books scattered haphazardly, and overturned furniture created an atmosphere of disarray.
Her heart sank as she made her way towards her room, the one place where she sought solace and refuge. Pushing the door open, her eyes fell upon Maria, lying motionless on the bed. Julia's breath caught in her throat, her mind racing with worry and fear.