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Maybe it’s the season. Autumn always feels like renewal in disguise—leaves falling so something new can grow. That’s how I see my...

Sundays always feel like a pause button—warm coffee, soft light, and space to think. Right now, I’m standing in that same pause in my...

Not every hero wears a badge or carries a weapon. Some keep showing up. That’s a truth I learned long before I ever sat down to write a...

Every romance has secrets. Some are small—hesitations, unspoken fears, half-truths. Others can break a heart or unravel a life. In...