Sophia
If anyone had told me that I would one day stand on a beach in Mauritius, with warm sand curling between my toes and the salty breeze kissing my face, I would have laughed at them.
Me? On a vacation? Away from the endless grind of survival, away from the constant shadows of fear? Impossible. And yet… here I was.
The sound of waves was unlike anything I’d ever known.
They rolled and crashed in a rhythm that seemed to echo with life itself, as though the ocean had its own heartbeat.
The colors were surreal, the water an endless stretch of turquoise blending into deep blue, the horizon glowing where the sun dipped lower every evening.
I closed my eyes and inhaled, the smell of sea salt and distant flowers filling me, and for once, I felt my chest loosen.
Peace.
I hadn’t real
