Chapter 103 Peace

• The sound of the waves crashing against the shore echoed in the quiet house as Daniel sat on the porch, staring out at the horizon. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the garden, painting everything in shades of orange and pink. It was peaceful here, in a way that felt both foreign and familiar. For the first time in a long time, Daniel felt the weight of his own thoughts settle, no longer pressing against his chest like a constant burden.
• He’d spent years running. Running from his mistakes, from the choices he had made, and from the consequences of a life lived too recklessly. But now, as he sat alone, watching the sunset, something inside him shifted.
• “Maybe this is what I need,” he murmured to himself, letting the thought sink in. Maybe he didn’t have to keep chasing after things that didn’t matter anymore.