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Two years had passed since the worst breakup of my life. Eight years wasted on a man who drained every ounce of my spirit—a narcissist in the purest form. Leaving wasn’t just an option; it was survival. So, I ran.

Texas no longer felt like home. Nothing tied me there anymore, so I did the only thing that made sense—I packed a bag, booked a flight, and set out to find a new place to call my own.

One by one, I explored different corners of the country.

Michigan. Florida. Oregon. Pensacola. Maine.

Washington. Indiana. Each stop a piece of a puzzle I wasn’t sure how to solve.

And now, I was stuck in Raleigh Airport, North Carolina.

A layover that wasn’t just a pause in my journey—but a moment that would change everything.