C52 Battle of hearts

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

SANDRO DAVALO

A battle within the soul

I desperately sought sleep, but it eluded me like a ghost slipping through my fingers. The hour felt late, yet my mind wouldn’t relent; the moment it seemed nature would finally tuck in for the night, my thoughts would come alive, erupting into a whirlwind of emotions I wasn’t ready to confront. I sat up in my bed