Fruti novela

Previously

…As she approached the farmhouse, the scent of her mother’s cooking wafted on the breeze, a familiar comfort. But today, it couldn’t quite mask the gnawing anxiety. She knew the conversation with her father would be the hardest she had ever had. It would be a confrontation of two worlds, of deeply held beliefs. But as she reached the doorstep, a quiet strength settled within her. She would face him. She would speak her truth. For the sake of the tiny weed pushing through the stone, for the sake of the dreams that bloomed within her, she would choose her own sun. The decision was made. The journey, in more ways than one, was about to begin.