As the first rays of dawn broke over the horizon, Jasmine finally reached the familiar path that led to her cabin. Her heart swelled with relief and anticipation as she quickened her pace. She was almost there, almost home. Exhausted both physically and emotionally, she could hardly wait to find herself back in the comfort of her home.
When she finally arrived at her cabin, she felt a rush of emotions. It was a modest dwelling, but it was her own, a place where she could live on her own terms. She breathed in the familiar scent of the wood and the earth.
Pushing open the wooden door, she entered the cabin, her heart heavy with the weight of the conversation she had just endured with her Aunt Emily. The sight that met her eyes was a welcome one - Randolph was there, sleeping peacefully on
