NORA’S POV
Five years had passed since that night—the night I let go of Cross, once and for all. The pain had lessened with time, but it was still there, lingering in the quiet corners of my heart. I had learned to live with it, to live beyond it. It hadn’t been easy. Healing never is. But with Vincent by my side, I had found my footing again.
He had stayed with me through the long nights of doubt, through the uncertain days when I wasn’t sure if I was ready to move on. There were times when I thought I’d never be whole again, and Vincent was always there, steady, patient, never rushing me. It was his quiet strength that had given me the courage to rebuild, piece by fragile piece.
The work with Emily, too, had helped me find myself again. What started as a small idea between two friends
