Chapter 4 — Unveiling Layers

Katherine

The cobblestone streets of the Old Town Square, with their timeless charm, felt like a world away from the chaos of my wedding. As I walked alongside Holden, the scent of freshly baked bread wafted from a quaint bakery named "The Hearth," its aroma mingling with the chatter of locals and the soft strumming of a street guitarist. My KitKat Necklace, now worn as a bracelet, jingled softly with each step, a constant reminder of my newfound freedom. Yet, the weight of my past decisions still clung to me, a shadow I couldn't seem to shake.