CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE - REFLECTIONS IN THE DARK

  "Whatever you decide," she said, squeezing his hand, "I want you to be happy. You deserve this opportunity, Justin. But I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't miss you terribly if you go." Justin's eyes softened, and he brought her hand to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles. "Thank you, Nia. Your opinion means a lot to me. I promise to keep you updated on what I decide." As they stood to leave, Justin pulled Nia into a tight hug. She breathed in his familiar scent, realizing with a pang how much she had come to rely on his steady presence in her life. They parted ways at the café door, Justin heading towards the subway while Nia opted to walk home despite the rain. As she trudged through the wet streets, she felt tears welling up, mixing with the raindrops on her face. The enormity of the situation hit her – Justin potentially leaving, her growing feelings for Leon, the mess she had created for herself. Relief at the potential simplification of her life warred with a pro