Elena’s pov

The dawn sun poured over the horizon, tinting the sky in gentle hues of gold and lavender. The scent of salt and wildflowers filled the air, brought in by the sea breeze. I stood on the rear deck, coffee in hand, observing the waves come in. Two years had passed. It has been two years since we left behind the life that almost consumed us entirely. It's been two years since we ceased running, since we opted for a different path. Because we selected ourselves. And I had not ...