OLIVIA
The following day, I arose with a burdened spirit, the gentle rays of dawn incapable of alleviating the gravity of my contemplations. As I beheld my reflection in the looking glass, a glimmer of resolve shimmered within my gaze. This very day marked the commencement of transformation—a journey towards relinquishment.
"You deserve more, Olivia," I whispered to my reflection. "You deserve someone who sees your worth, someone who cherishes you without reservations. Ely may possess a fragment of my innermost sentiments, yet the hour has arrived to reclaim the remainder solely for my own being."
I drew in a profound breath, fortifying my resolve against the recollections that menaced to resurface. I could not permit myself to be engulfed by the bygone any further. My focus needed to s
