Sarah's POV
I woke up with a kind of excitement I hadn't felt in years. Normally, I'm not an early riser. Years of working shifts on the ship trained my body to wake before my shift starts, before lunch, but today felt different. Even though I barely slept last night, I was wide awake, heart fluttering.
Today wasn't just another day. Today felt like a beginning, one where Reagan and I would start fresh. We'd leave the ugly things where they belonged: in the past. The heartbreaks, the nightmares, the memories that used to weigh me down, they'd stay there. For once, I wasn't just saying it. I was ready to live it.
It surprised me how eager I was to spend my morning with someone who wasn't Nick. It should have felt strange, but instead, it felt natural. Like slipping into warm sunlight after being cold for too long.
