The sound of a shower running was all she could hear standing under one. Her mind was free of any worry. Her heart was content in the life she currently had.
Most importantly, she was no longer a prisoner of her past. Every trauma that once haunted her was now a battle scar she proudly carried. They may not be visible to the naked eye, but then their existence of her current strength.
She used to hate her special ability to recall things. Now ,she embraced it as a blessing. For it carried the memories of her precious family.
Perhaps, it was always about her heart and its perspectives. She dwelled so much on her traumas that she failed to appreciate her boon.
Lila smiled, her eyes closed. The warm water caressed her skin, leaving behind warmth and tenderness. She took a deep breath, unwilling to leave the shower.
