*Tick-tock*
*Tick-tock*
The clock's steady ticking echoed through the room, shattering the silence. Zeya lay peacefully on Amaya's lap, while Amaya's gaze lingered on a photograph of her and her friends. They appeared vibrant and full of life, yet a sense of dissatisfaction crept in. Sophia's radiant smile as she hugged Amaya revealed her deep affection, while Fred's eyes were captivated by Elli, who playfully teased him by sticking out her tongue. Seth had his arm around Amaya, his eyes closed, lost in the moment. In the picture, Amaya was nestled in the warmth of Sophia's and Seth's embraces, her smile outshining everyone else in the group. It was a cherished memory from their last day of high school.
If only I had known from the beginning...