The trail stretched endlessly ahead, a ribbon of dirt winding through towering pines. Sunlight filtered through the branches, dappling the ground in gold. Kate adjusted the straps of her pack and exhaled. “We really signed up for this,” she muttered. Nathan chuckled behind her. “Too late to turn back now.” They were two weeks into hiking the Pacific Crest Trail, and the honeymoon phase had long since faded. The excitement of the first steps had given way to aching muscles, blistered feet, and the kind of exhaustion that gnawed at the …
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