Serenity
The door clicked shut behind me, and I could still feel the weight of the conversation hanging in the air like an uninvited guest. The room had felt stifling, claustrophobic, even with everyone present, and now, walking away from it, I felt that same pressure squeezing my chest.
I wasn’t sure if I was running or if I was just trying to get some space, to think, to breathe without the constant hum of secrets and lies surrounding me. But I needed to be alone—away from them—just for a moment.
My steps echoed down the hallway, the silence in the penthouse suddenly louder than it had ever been. I wasn’t sure where I was going, but every inch of this space felt wrong, like I no longer belonged here. Like I was a ghost in my own life, moving through a world I had been dragged into, an
