302: FAITH

ARIEL'S POV Sitting down in silence, I couldn't help but steal glances at the woman beside me. Her lips moved silently in prayer, and her eyes closed in fervent devotion. Memories flooded my mind as I watched her, reminding me of a time when I had been in the hospital and a woman next to me had prayed with the same unwavering faith. Finally, the woman finished her prayer, and I seized the opportunity to strike up a conversation. "How was it?" I asked softly, and my curiosity piqued. The woman turned to me, her brow furrowing in confusion. "How was what?" "Your prayer," I clarified, gesturing toward her folded hands. Understanding dawned on her face, and she smiled gently. "Oh, it was comforting. It always helps to turn to God in times of need." I nodded thoughtfully, contemplating her words. "Do you really believe prayer changes anything? Does it solve the problem?" I couldn't help but voice the doubts swirling in my mind. The woman chuckled softly, her eyes twinkling with warmt