Over the course of the week, I found myself gradually emerging from the cocoon of sadness and confusion that had enveloped me after my break-up with Carmen. Tyron and Zaya had been my anchors, their unwavering support and constant presence helping me find a semblance of normalcy.
The days blurred together, a mix of conversations, laughter, and silent moments of reflection. Despite not leaving the house, I felt a small but significant shift within me.
Each day, I thought about Carmen. The pain was still there, a dull ache that reminded me of the love we had shared and the betrayal I had felt. But I was beginning to accept that healing takes time.
I couldn't rush the process or force myself to move on faster than my heart was ready. With Tyron and Zaya by my side, I found solace in their friendship and encouragement. They didn't push me to forget or move on quickly; instead, they allowed me to process my emotions at my own pace.