Camilla
The familiar streets of San Francisco stretched before me as the cab near my home. My heart felt tired yet determined. This city had been my safe haven, the place where I'd rebuilt my life. But today, as I neared the front door, I felt it was time to leave it behind and make a new beginning in Los Angeles.
As I stepped inside, the sweet giggles of Ava greeted me. She came running toward me, her small feet pattering against the floor.
"Mommy!" she yelled, throwing her arms around me.
I knelt to her height, drawing her into a loving hug. "I missed you, my love," I whispered, my voice brimming with adoration.
Marta entered from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel. "You're back early," she stated with a friendly smile.
"There's so much to do," I said, standing
