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.

you” she said

Agnes replied, moving to

Agnes intently, then unexpectedly, a smile broke across her face. “I told Jared I wanted to see you I can’t believe he actually brought

the news report. It must have hurt

explained everything. I know it wasn’t you who released it. I

was taken aback by Sharon’s trust

her, continued, “Over the years, Jared would

if you can’t run from

lives like it’s some sort of bad joke – but who are we trying to

said. “I feel like I’m standing in a crowded room screaming at the top of my lungs and no one even looks