Looking Back, Moving Forward

The late morning sun filtered gently through the tall windows of Ava’s living room, casting soft, warm pools of light across the hardwood floor. Outside, the spring breeze whispered through the budding trees, carrying the scent of blooming jasmine. Inside, everything felt calm and steady — a stark contrast to the whirlwind of months that Daisy and Harry had recently endured.

Daisy sat curled up on the couch, a steaming cup of tea resting between her hands. She wore a light cardigan over a simple dress, the kind of outfit Ava loved to see on her — comfortable, yet put together. The house was quiet except...