Chapter 165

• Chapter 165: The Canvas of Our Journey
• Elena’s POV
• The brush felt like an extension of my soul as I stood before the large canvas, my thoughts swirling with every stroke I made. I had always been passionate about art, but this painting—this one was different. It was more than just colors and shapes on a canvas. It was a reflection of everything we had endured as a family. Our love, our struggles, our triumphs. It was everything I had lived, everything we had fought for.