CHAPTER FOURTEEN – CONFESSION

On her way to the supplier, Rebecca's steps slowed as a brilliant flash of light illuminated the night sky. A resounding boom followed, and her eyes widened in awe as she realized what was happening. The festival's fireworks display had begun. For a moment, Rebecca hesitated, torn between her responsibility and the desire to witness the spectacle. But as another burst of color exploded overhead, painting the darkness with sparks of gold and crimson, she found herself drawn toward the display like a moth to a flame. "Just for a minute," she whispered to herself, quickening her pace toward a small hill that offered a perfect view of the sky. As Rebecca reached the top of the hill, she gasped. The view was even more spectacular than she had imagined. The entire sky seemed alive with light and color, each explosion more breathtaking than the last. She sank down onto the soft grass, her eyes fixed on the dazzling display above. A group of children nearby were squealing with delight, the