C7 After the Headlines

Angela POV

Ten Years Later

The waves crashing against the Santa Barbara shore filled the quiet of the late afternoon. I sat in a lounge chair by the beach, sunglasses on, wide-brimmed hat pulled low, a scarf covering part of my face.

I didn’t want anyone recognizing me—not now, not here. The sea breeze brushed my face, but it couldn’t chase away the restlessness gnawing at my mind