NATALIA
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The morning sunlight filtered through the kitchen window, directing its glow at my weary face as I stood by the gas, stirring the soup absentmindedly.
My thoughts danced all night long, refusing to let go of the events that had transpired the day before.
I had barely slept a wink the previous night, my mind plagued with the echoes of Rylan's unexpected appearance, and the accusations he had hurled my way. A sense of unease settled over me, dissipating the peace I had worked so hard to maintain.
I couldn't shake the lingering fear that my carefully constructed world was threatening to crumble.
Lost in my thoughts, I continued to stir the soup, my movements mechanical as my mind wandered. Minutes had already passed, the scent of the simmering pot filling the air, when sudde
