Patience

Previously

…“The night descends, and shadows start to creep, While hidden stars their silent vigil keep. And in that quiet, I shall find my way, Towards the promise of a brighter day.” She turned back to the room, a new resolve hardening within her. The verses, her secret strength, were more than just words on a page. They were a testament to her own spirit, a silent promise to herself that she would not be extinguished. The path ahead was uncertain, fraught with the potential for scandal and heartbreak, but for the first time, Eleanor Ainsworth felt a tremor of true freedom. She would not simply endure. She would dare to live. The star outside, though small, was enough. It was a beginning.