Pasco and Debbie agreed to take things one step at a time. They began spending time together, revisiting places that held significance for them.
During a quiet evening at their old café, Pasco
opened up about his time in Bangkok. He spoke
about his father's expectations and the crushing
weight of trying to live up to them.
"I felt like I was drowning," he admitted. "But every
time I thought about giving up, I thought of you. You
were the only thing that made sense to me."
Debbie listened, her heart softening. For the first
time, she felt like she truly understood the battles
Pasco had been fighting.
As they laughed over a shared dessert, Debbie
realized that maybe the scars of their past could
become the foundation of something stronger.