Meth the truth

Previously

…David broke the silence. “Maybe, after we rest, we could meet at the center tomorrow. Just… check in. Make a plan for next steps.” Maria smiled faintly. “I’d like that.” Dr. Reed nodded. “Me too. Maybe with less adrenaline next time.” David felt the tension ease, a gentle hope warming the chill morning. The road ahead stretched uncertain and long, but for now, he wasn’t alone. The first rays of sun touched the sidewalk—fragile, but real. One step, and then another. That would be enough for now.