Days turned into weeks, and Divine began to settle into her new life. She found a job working at a small café by the sea, serving coffee and pastries to the people of Lunaris. It wasn't glamorous, but it was a start. She did what she could to help others, and each time she did, she felt a faint pulse of energy in her chest.
One evening, as she closed the café for the night, she met someone unexpected. A man. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. There was something about him—something familiar, yet strange. As he ordered a drink, their eyes met, and for a brief moment, time seemed to stand still.
"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice low and steady.
Divine hesitated. She wasn't sure what to say. But something in his gaze made her feel… seen. Not just as a woman, but as someone who mattered.
"I'm fine," she said, offering him a soft smile. "Just tired, I guess."
He studied her for a moment, then nodded. "If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here."
And just like that, the first thread of human connection had been woven.