Chapter 15
The morning sun rose over the lake, casting a brilliant, golden sheen across the tranquil water and burning away the early morning mist. Inside the rustic wooden cabin, the scent of fresh coffee and toasted bread filled the cozy kitchen. Lucy stood by the window, wrapping her hands around a warm mug, watching the sunlight dance across the pine trees outside. The scars on her wrists were faint now, mere whispers of a terrifying night that had tested the absolute limits of her endurance and her family’s devotion.
David walked up quietly behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin gently on her shoulder. They stood together in comfortable, unbreakable silence, sharing the quiet intimacy of a morning unburdened by secrets or fear. Down the hall, they could hear the muffled sounds of Jack getting ready for school, his footsteps li
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