Amelia
It was a Saturday, and the kids were with my parents for the weekend. I told myself they might need to stay there a little longer, at least until I could figure out how to get myself out of the mess I was in. Everything felt heavy lately, and I needed time to think, to breathe, to plan.
I sat alone in a small café, slowly sipping my coffee. The weather was cold, the kind that made you crave warmth, I honestly wasn’t supposed to be out at all, but I had a meeting here, and the client had just left. Now it was only me.
The café was quiet, soft music played in the background and people spoke in low voices. I stared into empty space, lost in my thoughts, replaying everything that had gone wrong and everything I didn’t yet know how to fix.
Suddenly, the calm atmosphere shifted. Voice
