Unworthy No More
I laughed more freely, spoke more confidently, and moved through the day with a sense of ease I had not known in years.
When we finally settled in the living room, Alexander and I sat side by side, Sophie between us, her small fingers tracing the lines of our hands. I allowed myself to reflect, not on the chaos we had left behind, but on the life we were building now.
“Do you ever think about how far we’ve come?” I asked softly, glancing at Alexander. “Every day,” he said. “And every day, I remind myself that peace is fragile. But it’s worth protecting, fiercely and consistently.”
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