Sienna

The days had started to blur together in a rhythm of new routines—working at the café, trying to get my life back on track, and fighting off the shadows of my past. But amid the chaos, there were moments of peace. Moments when I found solace in the small things—coffee in the morning, late-night walks by the river, the quiet hum of the world going on around me. And despite everything that had happened, despite the hurt and the uncertainty, I had begun to feel like I could breathe ...