As dawn broke, casting a soft golden glow over the hotel room, Delia stirred awake to the sounds of the city slowly coming to life. The morning light felt different this day; it wasn’t just light filtering through the window, it was a promise of hope and a fresh start.
Mia was still curled up on the couch, her gentle breathing a reminder that she wasn’t alone in this transformation. Delia took a moment, lying in bed, to gather her thoughts. Today was the day she would reach out to her parents, the day she would finally share her truth.
After stretching and shaking off the remnants of sleep, Delia quietly navigated her way to the small kitchenette, brewing a pot of coffee. As the aroma filled the air, she felt a wave of determination wash over her. Gathering her courage, she decided to
