The Night I Finally Chose Myself
The silence after they left was louder than all their voices put together.
I sat on the edge of the bed, still in my wrinkled dress, hands resting on my knees, staring at nothing. My heart wasn’t racing anymore. I wasn’t shaking. There were no tears.
Just… stillness.
For the first time in a …
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