Livia sank deeper into her bed, the letter clutched tightly to her chest as if it were a heartbeat she couldn't let go of.
All the anger, the fear, the confusion she'd once felt toward
Aldus began to shift — not gone, but changing. Now there was something new mixed in: understanding.
It wasn't just an obsession. It was fear. It was love. It was the struggle of a man trying — failing, stumbling, but trying nonetheless — to be worthy of her.
The night grew quiet once more, moonlight spilling through the window and painting her cheeks silver as her tears finally slowed. Livia closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, the weight of the letter grounding her heart.
The words echoed in her mind long after she folded the letter and placed it on her bedside table. And as sleep gently began to claim her, one last thought flickered through her chest — fragile but undeniable.
"Maybe… I don't have to run anymore".
*Day 10*
