Chapter 37

Megra

I wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window, the early morning light streaming through the thin curtains. For a moment, I lie there, staring at the ceiling, trying to orient myself. The familiarity of the room is comforting, yet it's laced with bittersweet nostalgia. I'm back in Stockton, the town where I grew up, but everything has changed. I rest a hand on my belly, wishing I could feel the slight movements inside, a reminder of the new life I'm carrying. I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the day ahead. Starting fresh is never easy, but I'm determined to make it work.

After getting dressed in comfortable jeans and a loose blouse, I step outside, locking the door behind me. I wish I could lock myself in and contemplate my defeat, but I brought nothing other than my clothes. The air is crisp, carrying the scent of pine and earth, instantly bringing back memories of my childhood.

I take a deep breath, savouring the familiarity. I need to gather some essenti