Chapter 31

The morning sun cast a warm, golden glow across the room, its radiance gently pulling me away from the tendrils of my thoughts and back into the present moment. As we gathered around the table, the weight of the discussions about the latest sexual assault news hung heavily in the air, tugging me from the cocoon of my thoughts back to reality. The dissection of the incident, laden with judgments and opinions, felt like an unrelenting torrent, its current threatening to sweep away the voices that truly needed to be heard—the voices of those most profoundly affected by such acts, the women. It was as though a veil of disparity had been drawn over the conversation, obscuring the delicate nuances that deserved acknowledgment.