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and the gentle rhythm of waves against the dock.
My phone buzzed with a text from Elena.
“I told everyone about you. The real story. They should know who you are.”
I smiled faintly and slipped the phone away.
There was no need for apologies anymore. No need to be understood. No need to wait for permission to take up space.
I thought of the storms, the rescues,continue reading …
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