Chapter 19 - Reflecting On The Nightmare Of That Brutal Day

Sitting on the back patio of my newly secured home, I sipped a warm cup of coffee while watching the sunset.
The scars on Ellie’s skin were healing slowly, a physical reminder of the storm we had miraculously survived together.
I had learned that true strength wasn't about staying silent to keep the peace, but about exposing the darkness to protect the innocent.