The sun peeked through the curtains, casting warm rays across the bedroom as I woke up. I glanced over at Grace, who was sitting up in bed, her hair tousled and a faint smile playing on her lips. It was a relief to see her back on her feet after those rough days when she barely touched her food. Chad had worked hard to get her to eat again, and I could see the spark returning to her eyes.
Today was a significant day. It was the first time she’d be leaving the house since we moved here. I had decided it was time for her to get a taste of what my world looked like. I could feel the excitement and a hint of anxiety swirling in the pit of my stomach as I prepared for the day ahead.
“Are you ready?” I asked, watching her carefully as she slipped out of bed and stretched.
Grace nodded, a slig
