Maria:
The next morning feels different in a way I can’t immediately explain.
Nothing has changed around me. The room is the same, the light coming in through the curtains is the same, the faint noise from downstairs is the same. But something in me has shifted… quietly, like something that finally stopped resisting.
I don’t reach for my phone.
That’s the first thing I notice.
No checking. No wondering if he texted. No replaying conversations in my head before I’ve even gotten out of bed.
I just lie there for a second, staring at the ceiling, letting the silence sit.
It’s over.
The thought comes without drama. No argument follows it. No second guessing.
Just… acceptance.
I turn on my side, pull the duvet closer, and close my eyes again for a few seconds like I’m trying to feel wh
