The Echo of Your Kiss

Bisher

…Ila watched them go, her heart a hollow ache in her chest. The door to her room, which had once been her sanctuary, now felt like a prison cell. The silence of the house, once a comfort, now seemed to mock her, filled with the echo of Leo’s lies and the deafening sound of her own despair. She was alone, more alone than she had ever been, even in the orphanage. The safety she had so desperately sought had vanished, replaced by a cold, unforgiving reality. As the door clicked shut, leaving her in darkness, Ila knew, with a certainty that chilled her to the bone, that her fight for belonging had just begun, and it would be a far harder battle than she had ever imagined.