Chapter 123: Finding a New Normal
Doing her best after avoiding the paparazzi, Eira stepped into her new apartment, setting her small suitcase down on the scuffed wooden floor.
The space was modest—a one-bedroom with a tiny kitchen and a living room that could barely hold a sofa and a coffee table.
Despite its size, the warm sunlight streaming through the window made it feel almost cozy.
She ran her fingers over the smooth surface of the kitchen counter, taking in the faded tiles and the faint scent of fresh paint.
It wasn't much, but it was hers. It was a place to start over, to rebuild.
Eira wiped her hands on her jeans, looking around.
Her mind tightened, but the tears she had shed for days no longer came.
Crying wasn't an option anymore, not when the baby growing inside her needed stability.
"I can do this," she whispered to herself.
