Chapter 57

• The sun-kissed streets of Avalon City, America's quintessential haven of beauty and tranquility, welcomed Chris and Roslyn back with open arms as they returned from their self-imposed exile, ready to face the demons that had haunted them for so long.
• As they stepped off the plane, the warm breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the sound of gentle waves crashing against the shore created a soothing melody that seemed to wash away the pain and heartache of the past.
• Chris, ever the rock, stood steadfast beside Roslyn, his unwavering support and love a beacon of hope in her darkest hours, his presence a reminder that she was never alone in her fight.