Clara
I don't know at what point I stopped feeling afraid, or perhaps... it did not disappear completely.
It just... became smaller, more manageable, quieter.
I remember when I was packing, that knot in my chest.
That constant question: what if everything goes back to the way it was before? But here... Inside this house...
That question doesn't sound so strong anymore.
I walk slowly down the hallway, barefoot. Without haste, letting each step be felt.
The floor creaks just under my feet... and I close my eyes for a second. There it is... That sound, so simple. But so mine.
A small smile appears on my lips.
"I didn't remember that," I murmured.
But I did remember it, I just didn't know I missed it.
I run my fingers gently along the wall as I move forward... and then I see it.
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