Clara
There is something about this place... who no longer feels alien. I don't know at what exact moment it happened.
There was no specific day, no clear sign telling me "you're fine here."
Simply... it happened.
I open my eyes slowly, and the first thing I see is the light coming through the curtains.
That same light that I knew by heart before. The same one that filtered every morning when I woke up in this house... when it was my home. Now... I don't know if I should call it that yet. But it doesn't hurt anymore.
I sit up a little on the bed, leaning my back against the headboard. I run a hand over my face, taking a deep breath.
I feel... Relax. And that feeling... is new.
I look next to me, Ethan is not there. But there's no anxiety in that. There is not that discomfort of bef
