Letting Go of Love, Choosing Myself
ever had before, as if the walls were closing in on her. She could still hear his words echoing in her mind-words that both terrified a
ied for security, for the promise of a future that was nothing more than a gilded cage. The woman before her was scarred, but strong. Her eyes, onc
per who had become something of a surrogate mother to her. Marian had been the one to offer her a place
e light, but there was a subtle concern
h off the knot of tension that had se
the room and placed a steaming plate of eggs and bread on the small
delicate lacework of the tablecloth. She didn'
's eyes. "I don't know what to do, Marian. I don't know if I can go back to
ds on the table, her gaze steady. "What do
had spent so long running from her past, hiding from the woman she had
her throat. "I want freedom. But I don't know if I c
but firm. "You've already survived so much. You've built somet
with frustration. "The Lancaster family-they won't let me go. They'l
t run from them. Face them on your own terms. You're not the same woman you
pity in those eyes-only support, and a quiet belief i
But you try. You always try. And you d
voiding, wasn't it? She had been running, afraid to face her past, afraid to confront the things that had sha
life," she whispered, her voice break
ft smile. "Then don'
had come so far, and yet, every step forward seemed to bring her closer to the people she had left behind-the ver
a knock came at the door. She opened it to find Theodor
y?" he asked,
se the door and retreat into the safety of her small, quiet life. But she knew that wouldn't solve anything. Th
r voice steady, though he
aze softening just sli
-something she hadn't felt in a long time: hope. She was stepping into the unknown, and there was no going back.
tension in her chest grew heavier. She was heading toward the life she had once known, the life that had nearly destroyed her. But this time, she was in control. She
gates loomed before them, a symbol of everything she had tried to escape. But sh
open the gates, allowing them to pass in
u're walking into
s. And this time, I