CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY NINE - When Truth Reveals Its Darkest Face

Nia nodded in agreement, her movements graceful and deliberate as she plucked a handful of vibrant green sprigs from the nearby bunch. "Absolutely. This is going to be the best bruschetta Leon has ever tasted." As they moved along, Nia couldn't help but notice the curious glances from the nearby vendors, their expressions a mix of recognition and surprise. She shifted uncomfortably, the weight of her past still a heavy burden to bear. Maria, ever perceptive, reached out and gave Nia's arm a gentle squeeze. "Hey, don't let them get to you. You've got nothing to be ashamed of, Nia." Nia felt a faint smile tug at the corners of her lips, grateful for her friend's unwavering support. "I know, it's just... I can't help but wonder what they're thinking, you know? After everything that's happened." Maria's expression softened, her voice low and reassuring. "They're probably just in awe of how strong and resilient you are. You've been through so much, but you're still here, still fighting.