Samantha never believed in magic. In fact, she didn't believe in
much of anything beyond what she could see and touch-work
deadlines, buzzing phones, and the occasional overpriced latte
from the corner café. To her, life was a routine, a blur of mundane
tasks stacked one on top of the other. The idea of escaping into
some whimsical fantasy world? That was something for the books
she'd long stopped reading as a teenager. Yet, here she was-
blinking into the soft glow of golden sunlight filtering through
massive silk curtains, her fingers brushing against impossibly
smooth sheets.