Serenya
The silence in my room felt like a punishment.
My chest felt tight, each inhale sharp and ragged, like I was breathing through broken glass.
I couldn’t stay here. The air felt too thin, suffocating in its stillness. My ribs pressed painfully against my skin as I forced myself upright, my joints aching from the hours spent curled on the floor.
I wiped under my eyes quickly, brushing away tears before they could leave tracks down my cheeks. My reflection in the vanity mirror stared back at me with vacant eyes, the makeup I had so carefully applied earlier now smudged and dull.
I slipped out of the room without bothering to grab a sweater. The air in the hallway was cool against my bare arms, raising goosebumps that prickled painfully in the dim light. The estate was quiet at thi
