Two months had passed since the accident, and though the trauma still lingered in the back of Laura’s mind, she was moving on.
Life had a way of keeping her busy, forcing her to push forward even when the shadows of the past threatened to pull her back.
It wasn’t easy, but as the days blurred into weeks and eventually months, Laura found herself embracing the small, mundane routines of life that she had once taken for granted.
Work had become her anchor. Each morning, she woke up with a newfound sense of purpose, arriving at her office early with a coffee in hand and a determination to get through the day.
The tension she had once felt with her co-workers had eased, partly because she had grown more comfortable in her own skin, and partly because she no longer had the energy to care
