As Delia sat silently, contemplating her father’s words and the vast cityscape beyond the windows, her phone vibrated softly on the desk. She hesitated for a moment before reaching for it, her fingers trembling slightly. The screen displayed a message from Mia: “Thinking of you. Remember, you’re stronger than you think.”
Martin noticed her glance and leaned forward slightly. “Everything alright, Delia?” he asked gently.
She nodded, still gazing out at the skyline. “Yes, just… processing everything. It’s a lot to take in.”
He offered an understanding smile. “That’s natural. But I believe you’re more ready than you realize. Trust yourself—you’ve got what it takes.”
Her gaze shifted from the window back to her father. His confidence was contagious, yet she felt a flicker of doubt st
