Chapter 1 – A Lonely Beginning
The rain fell softly over the small, quiet village, making the streets glisten under the dim light. Miran walked alone, her small hands clutching the worn-out bag that carried the little she owned. Life had never been kind to her; she had lost her parents when she was very young and had been left to face the world on her own.
Every step she took echoed her loneliness. The villagers barely noticed her presence, some even whispering behind her back. But Miran had grown used to it. Loneliness had become her only companion.
As she reached the edge of the village, she stopped for a moment and looked up at the sky. The clouds were heavy, and yet, something inside her whispered that maybe, just maybe, life could offer her a sliver of hope someday.
Her journey to the city was not just a physical one—it was a journey of courage. A step toward a new life where she could prove to herself that she was more than the sadness that had followed her for so long.
With a deep breath, Miran tightened her grip on her bag and walked forward, each step carrying the weight of her past but also the hope of a future she had never dared to imagine