A Pier Without a Boat
She stepped outside to admire her pier, now free of their obnoxious boat taking up space. The wooden planks felt warmer under her feet, a sign of her reclaimed sanctuary.
The bright blue water sparkled invitingly in the sunlight, beckoning her to enjoy its beauty. Maren leaned against the railing, soaking in the peaceful surroundings she had long missed.
She couldn’t help but smile, imagining the joy of hosting friends here without worrying about conflicts. This was her space again.