~~Mira~~
I picked it up, my hands shaking.
Scrawled in black ink, barely legible, were three words:
“Remember who you’re.”
“What the hell?”
I didn’t sleep through the night anymore.
The first few times, I blamed it on stress, hostile boss, and all the underlying tension I couldn't explain. But lately, something has shifted. I would jolt awake just past midnight, my heart pounding like I was being chased. There would be nothing there. Just the stillness of the room, the faint rustle of the leaves beyond the balcony and the occasional distant howl crawled under my skin.
I’d started leaving a light on. Just a small lamp by the desk. It helped, a little.
But tonight, the air felt different. Heavier. Charged.
When I woke up, it wasn’t from a dream. It was something else — a whisper aga
