As the days passed, Debbie began to understand that her love for Pasco wasn't a flaw. Loving deeply wasn't her mistake-it was her strength. The real issue was that she had placed her heart in the hands of someone who couldn't match her depth.
This realization didn't erase the pain, but it gave her a new perspective. Pasco's inability to reciprocate her love didn't diminish its value. Her love was real, powerful, and meaningful, even if it wasn't returned in kind.
She began to see that her worth wasn't tied to how much someone else loved her. It was tied to how much she loved herself.