Stories and Laughter
Robert joined in, the room filling with shared memories and laughter. Their stories wrapped around me like a warm blanket, each laugh nudging the shadows further away.
‘You know, you looked stunning,’ Robert noted, bringing a blush to my cheeks. At the moment, the heavy feeling began to lift slightly.
Their light-heartedness was the balm I didn’t know I needed, momentarily quieting the ache in my chest.