Chapter-22: City(I)

The morning sun filtered through the thin curtains, casting a warm glow across the small bedroom where Aaron lay, his body still wrapped in the comfort of sleep. Gradually, his eyes fluttered open, and he stretched, feeling a deep sense of relaxation that only comes from a good night's rest. It was a stark contrast to the high-paced, often chaotic mornings he was accustomed to in Los Angeles. Here, in the quiet town of Edmond, time seemed to move at a different pace—slower, more deliberate.

Aaron pushed back the covers and sat up, rubbing his eyes as he glanced around the room. It was the same guest room he had always stayed in during his visits to his uncle's place, with its familiar furniture and the small desk tucked in the corner. The memories of his earlier years spent here flooded his mind, filling him with warmth and nostalgia.