☀Guitar and son songs, together—"I'm not ready to go," Clara murmured gently. Eli pressed a kiss to her forehead. "There's no need to," he replied. "Portside can be your home from now on, should you choose it. You're free from returning to the city, from the sorrow, from
On the fourth day, a gentle breeze sweeps through, ideal for a leisurely stroll among the flowers. I rise a bit later than normal, relishing the cozy comfort of my blankets before venturing outdoors. Once outside, the atmosphere feels crisp and invigorating, infused with the aro