OCTAVIA.
My chin rested on my knees as I watched the beautiful sunset. There was a cool breeze blowing, which felt great with a serenity that soothed my soul. My curls were gently bouncing around my shoulders. The scent of sunshine, citrus, and sandalwood teased my senses.
I sighed, content with how perfect this moment was. It felt like something straight out of a movie or something. Certainly, an experience that I’d love to repeat.
‘Sunsets are proof that no matter what happens, every day can end beautifully,’ was a quote by Kristen Butler.
That quote was a favorite of mine because it really resonated with me. I had spent six long years dealing with a lot of animosity, pain, and uncertainty. Some days were better than others. Then there were some, which were absolute disast
