chapter 4

Dua's POV

I walked out of the house and towards the forest in search of my spot that no one exactly knows about, it's hidden away from the public since it's quite deep into the woods no one comes here since its half on our property while the other half isn't quite worth to look at. my eyes wander all around taking in the slightly darkened scenery as I keep my pace slow and steady on the crooked ground. we moved here when I had just gotten out of the hell I called my lovely marriage to give me a change in environment, it did help but I guess a change in scenery isn't what you need every time you're trying not to kill yourself.

following the sound of impatient waves crashing against the bank, I sat down not caring if my white shirt will be ruined by moss and wet soil, the cool breeze brought a nice flush to my face as it brushed the few strands away from my face momentarily before they settled back down. I gazed at the free-flowing waves that reminded me of how strong and merciless they