Natalia:
The door clicked shut behind me.
Softly. Politely.
Even the doors in this place knew how to pretend.
For a moment I did not even know what to do. I wanted to leave. I wondered why I did not just jump. I could have been free of all of this.
I stood in the center of the room that was supposed to be mine now, spacious, cold, trimmed in silver and charcoal. Everything was immaculate. Everything was arranged. Everything was unfamiliar.
There were things already set up inside the closet. There were bags that were open, maids that were taking care of things. I just stood there like some fool, waiting for what they were going to say, not sure of how I was supposed to react.
It was like I stepped into a page of someone else’s life and forgotten the script. And no matter how hard I t
