Chapter 41
“Woah… I expected a sad story, but that… it’s a saga.” Greta eyes me over her cup of warm cocoa, illuminated by the dawn glow as we sit by the windows on the second floor. She was quiet and attentive and offered hugs and tissues as needed. I don’t know why I held off being honest with her about everything before now, as I did not feel like she was judging me once through my storytelling. I know she wouldn’t use who I am for personal gain, and it somehow feels like a huge weight has been lifted just by her knowing who I am.
We have an unadulterated view of the tiny village, streets up here, and the vast chaotic ocean as it tosses to and fro. Its immense power and size remind me how insignificant and vulnerable humans are, yet it can also instill a sense of peace inside me. Like the night of the accident, it’s misty in the distance of the dull morning light, and you can’t see the landscape, the mountains of the surrounding mainland, or the other smaller islands out there. We fee
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