60 Days to Get Married
And no wound, no loss, no false will could erase it.
I closed the notebook and smiled slightly. Today wouldn't be easy. Tomorrow might be harder. But I had remembered why I was fighting, and that memory was enough to keep me going.
With renewed energy, I stood tall, head held high. The silence of the apartment was no longer oppressive; it was filled with hope. And I was ready to start again. I still had that slight feeling of unease in my chest, that I wasn't really okay with everything that was happening, but the feeling was now renewed. Now I knew exactly why I was standing here and for whom I was doing this.
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