a woman in a green dress standing in a kitchen

3D animated scene in a It was a crisp autumn afternoon when Clara pushed open the creaky wooden door of the tea room. Nestled by the edge of a quiet lake, the little shop was known only to locals and the occasional wanderer lucky enough to stumble upon it. A soft bell jingled as she stepped inside, the sound melting into the gentle hum of conversation and the clink of porcelain cups.The air was warm, carrying the mingling aromas of cinnamon, bergamot, and freshly baked scones. Clara unwound her scarf and let the coziness embrace her. The tea room was small, with mismatched wooden tables and chairs that looked as though they’d been collected over decades. Faded floral curtains framed the windows, letting in the soft amber glow of the late afternoon sun."Welcome back, Clara," said Mrs. Winslow, the proprietor, as she appeared from behind the counter. She was a grandmotherly figure with kind eyes and a seemingly endless supply of tea blends.Clara smiled. "Hi, Mrs. Winslow. The usual, please.""Chamomile with a da