Chapter 76
Astrid's POV
The final credits of Erin Brockovich scrolled up the massive screen, the triumphant, feel-good music filling the quiet theater. I didn't move. I sat perfectly still in the plush leather recliner, the half-eaten bowl of popcorn resting forgotten in my lap. My mind wasn't on the snacks or the luxurious comfort of the room; it was replaying scenes from the movie, overlaying them with moments from my own life.
A woman who was loud when she was expected to be quiet. A woman who was dismissed because she didn't look or act the part. A woman who was underestimated at every single turn, yet who possessed a fire and a sense of justice that no one could extinguish. A woman who found her strength not by conforming, but by being unapologetically herself.
Kaeleen hadn't just picked a movie he thought I'd like. He had picked a movie he thought I needed. And was he right? Yes.
