Gina
I never realized how exhausting it was to be scared.
Not terrified.
Just… constantly aware.
It was like someone had turned the volume up on the world around me. Every sound caught my attention. Every stranger made me look twice. Every time my phone buzzed, my stomach tightened before I even looked to see who it was.
By Wednesday morning, I was tired of feeling that way.
I refused to let whoever was behind those messages steal my life from me.
Lilo followed me around the apartment while I got ready for work. Normally she was content to curl up on the couch after breakfast, but today she seemed unusually attached to me, weaving between my legs every chance she got.
“You’ve become clingy.”
She looked up at me with those big brown eyes before sneezing.
I smiled despite everythin
