Chapter 5
Grace stood in the dimly lit hallway of her once beloved home, the walls echoing with memories that felt like shards of glass under her feet. Each room held remnants of their shared happiness, now tainted by the bitterness of betrayal. The kitchen, where they had shared so many meals together, now felt suffocating with its empty silence. The living room, where they had laughed and cuddled, now seemed haunted by the ghost of their lost love.
Every corner whispered of his absence, mocking her pain with its relentless presence. She longed to escape, to flee from the suffocating weight of memories that suffused every inch of the house.
This house was now, just a tomb of memories and if she had any hope of escape from it, without getting buried alive in the painful memories -she ne
