Vanessa
I sat alone in the dimly lit living room. The soft glow from the lamp cast shadows on the walls and the silence was heavy. The TV was off, and I could see my reflection on the screen. All I could think about was the last conversation I had, had with Damon. The turmoil I felt went far beyond that single confrontation. Our fight had stripped away the layers of our relationship. Exposing the deep-seated frustrations and unspoken fears. I set the book aside. The book that I had been pretending to read as a distraction. It was the silence of each passing day that had been deafening. His silence. My silence. All of it had only left me feeling lost and confused. I got off the couch and wandered over to the window. I pulled the curtain aside and looked outside. The neighbourhood was calm,
