The alarm on Daryna’s phone flickers to life, a soft chime that blends with the distant hum of the city waking up. She rolls over, pulls the covers aside, and pauses a moment on the edge of the bed, eyes tracing the faint outline of the sunrise painting the sky in shades of amber and rose. A quick stretch, a breath of the cool morning air that sneaks in through the cracked window, and she’s already up, feet finding the worn wooden floorboards of her modest apartment.