- Aria -
The morning light seeped through the thin curtains of Lucas's apartment, casting a soft glow across the bed where I lay curled up like a withered flower, past its bloom. I could hear the faint bustle of the city waking up outside, the distant sounds of cars honking and people chatting in the street, but it was all muffled, almost as if it belonged to another world far removed from my curling sanctuary. It was comforting in a way, enveloping me as I wrapped myself tighter in the blanket, almost like I could block out everything and everyone with the simple act of cocooning myself in this fabric. But then again, how could I escape from my own mind?
I had spent the past two nights here, hiding. Hiding from the reality that had come crashing down on me, leaving tangled wreckage in i
