Heartstrings On Fire

A grand floor–to–ceiling window faced the bed, offering an expansive view of the rolling river beyond. It gave the room an airy openness

The floor was carpeted in a plush tapestry that muffled Agnes‘ footsteps as she approached

Sharon seemed oblivious to her entrance, her expression eerily similar to those suffering from depression Agnes had encountered before

They lived in their own worlds, seemingly untouched by the bustle and life around them. Even amidst the hustle of the city, their pervasive gloom and solitude clung to them like a phantom

“Miss Sharon,” Agnes called out gently

Sharon turned her head emotionlessly, but at the sight of Agnes, something flickered in her eyes.

she said

moving to stand beside her.

face. “I told Jared I wanted to see you I can’t believe he

sorry about the news report. It

you who released it. I know you

was taken aback by

as if seeing through her, continued, “Over the years, Jared would mention

you that? I know this is all terrifying, but if you can’t run from it, you’ve got to face it. No one can hurt you but yourself. Believe that things will get

with our lives like it’s some sort of bad joke – but who are we trying to frighten, exactly? Surely no one cares. Surrounded by luxury,

movie Titanic, Rose wanted to jump into the ocean and asked Jack a similar question. There’s this line that stuck with me. She said. “I feel like I’m standing in a crowded room screaming at the top of my lungs