Chapter 15 - Scars and Sunrises
The morning sun filtered through the cheap blinds of their small apartment. Elias woke up to the smell of coffee. He walked into the kitchen to find Hannah standing by the stove, holding two mugs. She handed him one with her right hand. It shook slightly, but she held it steady.
They stepped out onto the small patio, feeling the crisp morning air of Ede, Dak Lak—a place they had traveled to for a fresh start, far away from the sterile rooms and painful memories. The world was quiet here.
"Do you miss it?" she asked softly, looking out at the lush, green landscape. "Your old life?"
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Elias took a sip of his coffee, looking at the woman beside him. He saw the scars, the physical and emotional markers of a brutal war they had survived together. He saw the way she looked at him now, not with doubt, but with absolute trust.
"My old life was just waiting for this one to begin," he said. He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close. They had lost everything they once thought mattered, only to find the one thing they couldn't live without. The walls were gone, and the horizon was endless.
