ログイン~EmiliaThe first sound was the folder opening. The cardboard brushed softly against paper as I set mine down, and someone beside me slid a glass a few inches to the right to make space.A man at the far end of the table shifted in his seat, the chair legs scraping lightly against the polished floor before settling again. No one announced the start, but attention slowly gathered anyway. I placed my hands flat on the table and waited.The man to my right flipped the first page of my proposal with his thumb, the paper bending slightly before falling flat again. He read without looking up, pausing at a line long enough for his eyes to narrow slightly.Across from him, another man leaned back, the chair creaking under his weight as he crossed one leg over the other. A pen tapped once near the center of the table, then stopped as its owner adjusted his grip.The woman near the end of the table ran her finger down a paragraph before circling a line with a pen. She didn’t speak immediately,
~EmiliaWarm sea air slipped through the open window, carrying salt and the faint sweetness of flowers I still couldn’t name. It moved through the room gently, like it belonged there more than I did at first. I had stopped being surprised by that feeling.I was in a new country now. Far enough away that no one here knew how my story had begun—or how badly it had ended. The city I left behind still existed somewhere, but not in the way it used to inside me. It no longer dictated how I woke up or how I ended my nights. It was just… distance now. Not escape. Not peace either. Something in between.This place was quieter in ways I didn’t expect. Even the silence felt structured. Intentional. People didn’t look at you unless there was a reason to. I learned to exist inside that. Slowly. Not healed. Not completely new. Just… functioning again.My small apartment wasn’t impress
~EmiliaFor weeks, my body had felt like a stranger to me.Every morning I woke up, exhaustion pressed down on me like wet, heavy wool, leaving me drained even after hours of sleep.Walking short distances made my legs tremble, and sudden dizziness would sweep over me, blurring my vision until I had to grip the nearest wall just to stay upright.My appetite shifted constantly; foods I once enjoyed turned my stomach, while strange, sudden cravings came and went without reason.Deep inside, there was this dull, twisting feeling—not sharp pain, but a constant, heavy sensation, like something was slowly changing and growing, something I could not name or understand.At first, I told myself it was only grief.After losing everything I loved, after all the lies and heartbreak, I thought my body was simply breaking down, mirroring the brokenness inside my heart.But as days became weeks and these feelings only grew stronger, a quiet voice began to whisper that it was something more.Fear sett
~AdrianMy phone rang, loud and sharp, the noise echoing in the empty space around me.The ring shattered the silence around me, loud and suddenNot now,” I mutter under my breath, rubbing my face as I sigh. I want to ignore it, but the phone keeps ringing relentlessly, pushing me to finally look at the screen.Lana“Yeah… I get it,” I mutter, grabbing the phone with my left hand. “You’ve had enough of working with me.”“What do you want?” I snap, raising the phone and cutting her off before she can finish, my chest tight and my teeth clenched like I’m barely holding myself back.She went quiet for a moment, the line filled with nothing but her breathing.“Uhmm… I’m sorry, sir,” she said at last. “Looks like I called at the wrong time.”“Speak,” I nearly barked, teeth grinding together as my grip tightened around the phone, my chest tense like I was one wrong word away from snapping.I could feel her shaking through the line. I hadn’t meant to shout, but after what happened with Emil
~AdrianWork drained every drop of strength from my body that evening.The drive home felt longer than usual. The city lights blurred past my windshield, but my mind was elsewhere. Meetings, arguments, unfinished thoughts—everything tangled together in my head. Yet beneath it all was a quiet expectation I didn’t want to admit. I wanted to get home and see Emilia. Maybe hear her voice. Maybe pretend things weren’t broken.As soon as I stepped into the house, the familiar scent of polish and faint lavender greeted me. It felt comforting for a second, then strangely empty. I loosened my tie, kicked off my shoes, and went straight upstairs.My room welcomed me with silence.I showered longer than usual, letting the hot water run over my face and shoulders. It beat against my skin, but it didn’t wash away the heaviness sitting in my chest. I rested my palms on the tiled wall, eyes closed, breathing slowly. Her face kept slipping into my thoughts, uninvited. The way she looked at m
~EmiliaOpening my swollen eyes slowly to behold the sunlight, I knew I had to fix the mess I dragged Adrian into.The light crept in through the thin gap in the curtains, pale and quiet, like it was afraid of waking me fully. My eyes burned, heavy from a night with no real sleep. Still, I forced them open, letting the morning air brush my skin. It smelled clean—dew, dust, and something faintly sweet—yet my chest felt tight, as if sadness had soaked into every breath I took.Half dragging myself, I struggled to grab my phone from the table. My fingers felt weak, clumsy, like they didn’t belong to me anymore. The screen lit up, bright and unforgiving.I didn’t know who to call.A deep sigh escaped my lips as I clutched my head with both hands. It felt too heavy for my neck, filled with thoughts I couldn’t silence. Deep inside me, I felt empty and calm at the same time. The calm scared me more than the pain. It felt like the quiet after something breaks.Something in me felt incomplete
~EmiliaMy hands were shaking so badly that I could hear the faint rustle of the envelope against my trembling fingers. I swallowed hard, staring down at it as though the thin paper might suddenly grow teeth and bite me. My chest rose and fell in uneven breaths, my throat felt dry, and there was
~EmiliaThe sound of the front door closing again pulled me out of my thoughts. My first reaction was panic. I shoved the crumpled marriage certificate under my pillow like it was some illegal thing I had no business holding.His footsteps echoed faintly in the hallway. They were slow but steady, t
~ EmiliaThe second I heard Ariana’s voice at the door, my stomach dropped like I had been caught stealing.She stood there, framed in the dim light of the hallway, her eyes glinting with something sharp.“Oh… Ariana, you scared me,” I blurted out before I could even think. My voice cracked a littl
~EmiliaI shut my eyes tightly, hoping it would make me fall asleep. Hoping it would make me forget the pain sitting heavy in my chest. But my thoughts wouldn’t stop running. Every memory, every unanswered question felt like a thorn pressing deeper into me.The darkness began to feel thicker, heavi







