Timothy's words about his challenging childhood had sparked a curiosity within me, a desire to understand the layers that he guarded so fiercely.
I couldn't help but wonder if his childhood secrets mirrored my own – dark, sleepless days with only small glimmers of joy in the mix. It was clear that his past was a realm he kept well- hidden.
As I smoothed on a rich moisturizer, I pondered the significance of his fleeting confession. A strict father, an absence of fun – these were mere fragments of a story that begged to be illuminated. But how could I breach the walls he had erected, a challenge that seemed as daunting as my own struggles with vulnerability?
The moon's gentle radiance cast a silvery glow across my room as I slipped into bed. I closed my eyes and allowed the weight of th
