Chapter 112Ariella’s POVThe road stretched endlessly ahead of us.Dust rose softly beneath our steps, drifting lazily into the warm morning light. The sun had just begun to rise properly, spilling golden colour across the land as if the world itself was pretending to be gentle.Eli walked beside me quietly, one hand wrapped tightly around mine while the other held the small worn bag Mira had sewn for him years ago. He didn’t complain about the journey. He didn’t ask too many questions.But I could feel it,The confusion sitting inside him.The quiet sadness he didn’t know how to express yet.Behind us, the village we had lived in slowly disappeared into the distance. The rooftops became small shapes swallowed by trees, then nothing at all.Just like that…Another life ended.Another home left behind.Six years.We had spent six whole years in that place.Six years of slow healing after Ethan’s death.Six years of laughter, friendships, small routines that almost made life feel normal
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