Carrying a light pack, I had just stepped out of the airport when I spotted Hannah. She was deeply tanned, yet her eyes remained gentle and clear. Her eyes reddened the moment she saw me, and she rushed forward to wrap me in a tight embrace.
"Delilah, how did you let yourself get so run-down?"
The familiar warmth of her embrace, the peace I had missed for so long, finally let my frazzled nerves relax a little.
Hannah had set aside a standalone cottage for me in the courtyard with the best natural light and the quietest surroundings, so I could recuperate in peace. She turned down all outside commitments, took extended leave, and spent all day, every day with me, never leaving my side.
Life in the mountains was simple and pure—no betrayal, no hurt, no heart-rending pain or anguish. Ever
