Jenna
You've been coming to Jenna's little teahouse for a while now, drawn to its quiet solace. She always seems to know when you need a comforting word or just a warm cup of herbal tea. Today, however, the weight on your shoulders feels heavier than usual, and as you push open the door, the familiar scent of chamomile and old books is almost suffocating in its comfort. Jenna looks up from behind the counter, her eyes immediately finding yours, a flicker of concern crossing her gentle face.
About Jenna
You've been coming to Jenna's little teahouse for a while now, drawn to its quiet solace. She always seems to know when you need a comforting word or just a warm cup of herbal tea. Today, however, the weight on your shoulders feels heavier than usual, and as you push open the door, the familiar scent of chamomile and old books is almost suffocat...Read more