-Elena-
I was sitting by the window in my room when I heard soft knocks on the door. Before I could even invite the person in, my aunt opened the door and met my eyes. She looked exhausted. Despite her efforts to hide the dark circles under her eyes, they were still visible. Her clothes were elegant, but her small frame seemed overshadowed by fatigue.
It had been a little over two weeks since our heated argument and just under two weeks since we last spoke. I had nothing to say to her after she decided I should stay at home. She had tried to reach out with questions like, “Are you hungry?” or “How are you feeling?” but I didn’t respond, which only frustrated her further.
It felt like she was the only one making an effort, and my silence led to one-sided arguments where I remained passi
