The morning air carried a hard freezing, indicating a day of reckoning that none could avoid. Scarlett stood by the large bay window; her gaze fixed on the horizon. The rising sun painted the sky in colors of orangey and red, its beauty a sharp contrast to the chaos that had overwhelmed their lives.
Behind her, Nathan moved quietly, his hand brushing her shoulder.
"You've barely slept," he said softly, concern etched into his voice.
Scarlett offered a small smile, though her eyes betrayed her exhaustion.
"Too much to think about. Too much at stake." She said her expression calm.
Nathan pulled her into a gentle hug, his voice steady.
"We're almost there. Today isn't just about survival—it's about reclaiming everything they tried to take from us."
Scarlett leaned into him, her heart swelling with a mix of love and determination.
"Then let's make it count."
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