Vanessa:
I close the door of my apartment behind me. The sound rumbles louder than normal.
Not in the place, in my chest.
I leave my bag on the table without even looking where it falls and walk a few steps inside the apartment. Everything is silent. Too much silence...
I run a hand over my face, I take a deep breath. But the air doesn't come in as it should.
There's something heavy inside me. An emptiness that doesn't exactly feel empty... but as if something was slowly breaking.
I walk to the kitchen, I open a bottle. I don't bother looking for a fancy glass or anything like that. I take any one and pour some liquor. The liquid falls with a soft sound.
I take a drink, it burns... But not enough to shut down what's going on inside me.
I lean against the counter and close my eyes,
