The following morning, Elara opened her eyes in her grandmother’s home, where warm sunlight poured through the panes and birdsong filled the air—a melody she had long ceased to notice amid the relentless rhythm of urban life.
🏏A vase filled with water rests on the windowsill. “That’s the extent of what you can do,” Elias remarks with a grin. “Make an attempt. And if it proves challenging, if you require some distance, that’s perfectly acceptable. Recovery isn’t a competition. It’s a process,
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