The sun rose on a crystal-clear on the Thursday morning, casting a soft, golden light over everything and filling the air with a sense of new beginnings and endless possibilities.
Zara stepped out into this fresh start, feeling a surge of hope and excitement for what lay ahead.
“Tito Marga, Tito Albert, I’m leaving now,” Zara announced, her voice steady but tinged with anticipation.
Her outfit, a pristine white blouse, highlighted her grace and poise. The blouse, long-sleeved with a classic collar, featured a single pocket on the left chest. The sleeves, elegantly puffed at the shoulders and ending in fitted cuffs, added a touch of sophistication. Made from a lightweight, silky fabric, it flowed seamlessly into her black-fitted trousers.
A delicate gold necklace and a small, round silv
