*Day 5*
Hours had quietly slipped by since Florita shared Aldus's story—hours filled with silence, heavy thoughts, and a restless heart that refused to settle.
The morning had long passed, and now the sun stood high above, casting its golden light across the vast training grounds. The warmth of it felt almost comforting, like a silent promise that something new was about to begin.
Livia stood at the edge of the field, her gaze unfocused as her foot brushed against the grass beneath her. Each blade bent under her touch, springing back as soon as she moved—fragile, yet resilient.
Much like her.
Florita's words echoed in her mind, over and over again, refusing to fade.
> "Don't push him away… give him a second chance."
Her chest tightened at the memory.
