Chapter 18
And as much as I had loved Alex, I loved the person I was becoming even more.
e window, bathing my apartment in a well, polden glow it was the kind of fight that made the worldderl
„ney laptop open, and a fresh cup of coffe steaming berleme The speen played an arcpol destinations, enchima p
apka ing teen places, meeting new people, and chimering some alvast repsell deli
(im metobock, the same mie t’duned to saibble dosen thoughts and che amis slice intuinlag ta therity, and legin to plan.
te at the top of the page, smiling at the İshtuess at 11.
cthere, I would hop to haly, indulging i pasta and pelitewhile stoking sp the art andhistry of The
clanija tu where I would un by the sparkling blue waters and let the island’s serenity wash met ine:
17 she asked, bej woare, a mix of surprise and abuiration.
– priming môn thờugh she could’t see me. “It’s tour, Em. I’ve been putting this off for tooling”
Team proud at you,” she said wamhe. “You deserve this, Lamen Every bit of it.”
longer, bei enthusiasm adding to my excitement. By the time we hung up, I felt more certain than that I was making the right decision.
cand accommodations, carefully choosing places that felt both adventurous and confortable
hings I wanted to experience–from wandering through the Love to fling the trails of the Amalfi coast.
One meeting, and packed my suitcase, I found myself tellecting on how tai hader.
the idea of traveling alur
d have terrified me. When I would have clung to the safety of routine, the comfort of what I knew
by journey – cine to shape, mine known.
(might before my departure, i sam by the window with a glass of wine, watching the city lights twinkle in the distance,
sight about everything that had led me to this moment—the years of longing, the heartbreak, the endless cycle of hope and disappointment
(all benti pasiful, yes but it kadalso been transformative.
it all, i had found a strength I didn’t know I possessed
destesia reper but with a sette of gratitude
such a big part at my life for so long, and white ou try hart ended the way I once duramed it would, it had taught me so much about love, ruilence, and the importance of
ced airy glans, in a jucam toast to the porn Had become the woman who had faced heartbreak and come out stranger, the woman who was no longer at ad tu slyp into the unknown. The parat que ning, at Found in the ai par with my suitcas
deed thaough the terminal, calling passengers to destinat
Lower the world.
de the plane inned also the chain the wu, mind caring with thoughts of the tunes tharamalted me
mikron frantum glowing against the right sky.
(iiihar Lalja of tar Loureir, man–minded by masterpieces that had stood the test of tianar,
ilasght me here – not just the physical miles, but the west
I desperate for his approval.
One morning, and sat by than twiter watching the bat da by, I pulledust my finu nal and began to min
“Paris in everything I hoped it moulile, “Imur. “Imautiful, vileaint,
dream, tole when I want to be. And for the last time, i know that I’m ennigh ”
{ journey laur’i the dry – it’s me. For the first time, I feel free. Free In explain
