FIFTY FIVE

Ruth’s POV

The next morning, I woke up feeling happy. I was ready to focus on my new job and move forward with my life. I got dressed and ready for the day, feeling a sense of excitement and nervousness about the future.

As I walked to the kitchen to make some coffee, I noticed a piece of paper on the counter. It was a note from myself, reminding me to take things one step at a time and to focus on my own healing. I smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards myself for being so thoughtful.

I spent the rest of the day running errands and getting things ready for my new job. I felt a sense of accomplishment and pride in myself for taking control of my life.

As the day came to a close, I sat down on the couch and take a deep breath. I knew that I still have a long way to go, but I also knew that I was on the right path. I was moving forward, and that's all that matter.

Just as I was starting to relax, my phone buzzed. It was a text from an unknown number. My heart skipped a beat as I w