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Chapter 8

Author: Winner👸
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-17 05:22:18
Chapter 8:A new beginning

The silence in the room pressed against me, and for a moment, it felt like the weight of everything, the years of pain, the isolation, the decisions that had brought me here was too much to carry.

I walked over to the window and stood there, staring out into the night. The world seemed so distant, so far away from where I stood now. I tried not to think about Landon, not to let my mind wander down that painful path. He’d moved on, hadn’t he? He had his life, and I had mine. It wasn’t supposed to be like this, but here I was, trying to piece together a broken version of myself.

A soft knock on the door broke my thoughts. My heart skipped, startled by the sound. I quickly wiped my eyes, then called out, my voice hoarse.

“Come in.”

It was Claire. She entered slowly, her smile as warm as ever, and she held a tray in her hands. The scent of tea and something baked filled the air as she set the tray down on the bedside table.

“I thought you might need this,” she s
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