Precious Nweke
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The Silent Apology . AI-Generated.
The heavy wooden door creaked open, and Claire hesitated on the threshold of the house she hadn’t entered in ten years. It was her father’s home—or what was left of it. The faint scent of pipe tobacco lingered in the air, mixing with the sharp tang of disinfectant. She wrung her hands together, her polished nails chipping as her anxiety built.
By Precious Nwekeabout a year ago in Motivation
Looking Back and Planning Ahead
Last Christmas was nothing short of wonderful, though it didn’t start that way. I was so preoccupied with work—long hours, endless emails, and tight deadlines—that December crept up on me. It wasn’t until I stumbled across a box of old decorations while cleaning that it hit me: I missed our family Christmases. I missed the warmth, the laughter, and the way everything used to feel so simple and connected.
By Precious Nwekeabout a year ago in Families
