NORA
I was sitting in my room, staring at the wall, lost in thought. The atmosphere of my room was quiet and somber, with only the sound of the ticking clock on the wall breaking the silence. The room was dimly lit, with only a few lamps casting a soft glow across the space. The walls were adorned with various paintings and pictures, but they felt dull and lifeless, failing to bring any joy or comfort to my heart. The scent of lavender filled the air, but it didn’t have the usual calming effect on me today.
The bed was unmade, and the sheets were crumpled up, reflecting my restless and anxious state. The curtains were drawn, blocking out the bright sunlight and making the room feel even more suffocating. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the wall, lost in my thoughts and
