The morning after the celebration dawned bright and clear, yet Alison felt an unease fluttering in her stomach. She sat at her kitchen table, coffee steaming in front of her, contemplating the conversation she had with Henry the night before. His words echoed in her mind—hope, trust, and the promise of a new beginning.
Despite the excitement of the previous evening, doubts crept in. Could she really trust Henry again? And what if her past mistakes overshadowed their future? She shook her head, trying to dispel the uncertainty. She had to believe that they were moving forward, that things could be different this time.
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