Delia stood in the bustling airport terminal, the cacophony of announcements and travellers melding into a disorienting symphony that echoed off the high ceilings. Overhead, the departure screens flickered with the names of destinations, cities she had once dreamed of exploring with Thomas by her side. But this departure was not fueled by excitement or adventure; this was a journey born from desperation, a flight away from the heartache and betrayal that clung to her like a shadow.
Beside her, Mia was lost in her phone, scrolling through social media with a relaxed expression. Delia envied her friend's seemingly carefree nature. After the whirlwind of emotions and turmoil in her life, she longed for that kind of ease. Their trip back to Delia's childhood home was meant to offer an escape,
