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path to understanding and harnessing its power." I sighed, a feeling of disappointment and acceptance settling within me as she continued. "Harnessing your clairvoyance requires focus, intent, and control. With practice, you can tap into its potential." "But, how do I practise and also make use of it?" "Spend time with yourself, listen to your thoughts and always meditate. It sounds like a mere thing but it is very crucial. Your visions carry insight that can aid others. Consider offering your guidance for a fee. People often seek answers for clarity in their lives." My brows furrowed, contemplative. "You mean... I could use my abilities to help others and also earn?" Allegra nodded. "Yes, you can. Charge for your services, but use your gift responsibly. Your visions are valuable, don't underestimate their worth." **** I had followed Allegra's advice on utilizing my power. Leo and my dad helped me set up a little space for people to have access to me in case they needed my help. I had noticeable changes, the visions had reduced but I still feel like I was carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. It was exhausting. I had not gone back to the sea since the incident. I missed it, it was one of my favourite places. I strongly believed its serenity would provide solace. **** I stood at the shore, gazing at the calm horizon, a familiar presence approached. My heart skipped a beat as I recognized Jackson standing before me. "Amber," Jackson spoke softly, his eyes reflecting a blend of emotions; recognition, longing, and something deeper. "Jackson," I responded, surprised and unsure of what to say next. We stood still as the world around us twirled, flashes of our previous encounter fresh in my memory. An unspoken connection lingered in the air, drawing us closer. "I've missed you," Jackson confessed, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt a rush of emotions flood through me, tinged with uncertainty and a yearning I couldn't explain. "I've missed you too, Jackson." "You promised to come but didn't." "I'm sorry, it's not like I wanted to stay away, it's just...a lot has happened." "Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?"