Drowning in Silence

DAPHNE

I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands resting in my lap, staring at the blank wall in front of me. The house was too quiet, almost like it was mocking me with its stillness. The silence wasn’t comforting. It was oppressive, wrapping around me like a heavy blanket I couldn’t shake off. Every second I spent in this place felt like I was sinking deeper into some endless void. My thoughts were