The hallway was too bright, my senses were on high alert and I could feel everything ten folds more. The scents, the sounds, the lights.
Everything was too much and there was a slight pressure in my chest making my breathing difficult.
I could hear lockers slammed near the gym.
Girls laughing near the bathroom.
Someone’s phone played music from inside a backpack.
I wanted to grab them all by the shoulders and ask how they could just keep living when something was wrong with Perse.
Instead I walked faster.
Then faster.
By the time I reached the empty corridor near the auditorium, I was almost running.
‘Persefone, answer me right now or I swear to the goddess I’m telling Dad about the fake account you use to stalk his meetings’.
Nothing.
My throat tightened.
A tiny sound escape
