Debbie began volunteering more at the women's
shelter, finding fulfillment in helping others. She also started writing—short stories, essays, anything to channel her emotions.
One day, while walking through the market, she spotted Felix. Their eyes met, and for a moment, everything else faded away.
"Hey," Felix said, smiling softly.
"Hey," Debbie replied.
They sat on a bench, sharing quiet conversation. Felix didn't push, and Debbie didn't pull away. They simply existed in the moment, two souls finding peace in their own ways.