Natalie's Point of ViewAfter the encounter outside the cafe, Zachary truly disappeared from my life.I heard that he was soon forcibly taken back to Cavorin by his family, but I didn't care to learn the details. My life was filled with responsibilities far heavier than before, yet deeply meaningful.I became a war correspondent, just as I had once hoped. After graduating from Norell with excellent grades, I chose to work in regions that were scarred by conflict and suffering.On the ruined streets of Syravia, I walked alongside civilians fleeing in panic. Amid Afhastan's dry mountain winds, I captured the weary, bewildered faces of the soldiers. In Kravina's snow-covered trenches, I listened to young soldiers speak of their longing for home.I had seen too much—the hollow eyes of those who had lost everything, their hands trembling as they searched for loved ones among the ruins. I had seen wildflowers struggling to bloom amid the flames, and small acts of kindness that persisted
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