Chapter 75
The dawn broke gently, the sky painted in hues of pink and gold. I woke up with a strange sense of calm, a contrast to the turmoil of the previous days. There was something about the quiet early hours that felt hopeful, like a fresh page waiting to be written on.
After a quick breakfast, I decided to head out for a walk. The crisp autumn air was refreshing, and I found solace in the rhythm of my footsteps on the path that wound through the neighbourhood. The leaves crunched beneath my shoes, a satisfying sound that seemed to ground me in the present.
As I walked, my thoughts drifted to Elizah and our conversation by the pond. There was still so much unresolved between us, but for the first time in a long while, I felt like we were moving towards clarity. It wasn't about rekindling a past flame; it was about understanding and acceptance.
