Novel & Cerita Sukuna Incomplete Domain

I rented a house by the sea, dragging my suitcase behind me. The landlord, Mrs. Parker, was a sweet old lady—always chatting, always sharing homemade food. She was over seventy, and like me, wasn't sure what would come first—tomorrow or the unexpected. But she didn't stress about it. "Live each day as it comes," she'd say. Her warmth softened the weight in my chest, the suffocating dread ebbing like the tide. I was learning to accept death. Once I was gone, there'd be nothing left to worry about.