It was perfect.
The small seaside town was quiet, a world away from the chaos that had once been her life.
The air smelled of salt and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore was a constant presence, a steady rhythm she had come to rely on.
Desi walked down the cobbled street, her hand resting on her six-month-pregnant belly. The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in soft oranges and pinks.
She loved this time of day, when everything seemed peaceful, when the world seemed to hold its breath.
Her new life had been a far cry from the one she had known in the city. The small clinic she worked in was a modest place, tucked away in the corner of the town, but it gave her a sense of purpose.
Every day, she treated patients, helping with everything fro
