Elsa
Adam truly surprised me. I’d been so sure he would still hold on to bitterness, maybe even let anger slip out when dealing with Lucas, his friend who had put him through so much. But instead, there he was, gentle and understanding.
He didn’t let past wounds twist his feelings, even though Lucas had done so many reckless, hurtful things. And while it seemed like Adam had moved past it, forgiving Lucas without hesitation, I sensed that he was struggling to forgive himself. There were depths to his pain that he kept hidden, his heart quietly carrying the weight of it all.
As we arrived at the cottage, my heart began to race. I stepped inside, feeling like I had returned to a sacred place. This cottage—it was where Adam and I had first truly seen each other, where we had promised ours
