Sometimes, the heart yearns for a place untouched by memories. A corner of the world where the shadows cannot follow. Perhaps in the silence of a new dawn. She could find the strength to mend her fractured soul. A fresh breeze might carry away the weight of her past. While unfamiliar skies whisper promises of healing. It’s not about escaping the pain. But learning to breathe where sorrow hasn’t yet taken root. For in the embrace of a new horizon. She might rediscover the courage to be whole again.
The hospital room was unnervingly quiet, the steady hum of machines the only sound breaking the stillness. Estelle sat across Ryan’s bed, her fingers trembling as they rested against the stiff fabric of her skirt. Ryan lay motionless, his face pale and bruised, a bandage wrapping his temple and
