It was a sunny afternoon in Baile. The good weather made the picturesque garden at Paisley Apartments look just like a beautiful oil painting.
Daisy was sitting at the small dining table by the French window. On the table were an exquisite tea set and a few books.
Wearing a dress that snugged her figure, she had delicate makeup on while her newly dyed hair draped over her shoulders and her back.
The sun shone on her through the sheer curtain of the window. It looked like she was coated with a layer of soft golden light which cast a shadow of her slender figure on the dark solid wood flooring.
She picked up her English floral teacup gracefully. Even when she was all alone at home, she still wanted to enjoy her tea time.
