Hollow Surrender

The mess on the floor had been cleaned up.

Cleo sat on the bed, gazing out the window at the endless ocean.

Her eyes were blank as she sat there all the way until evening, her body numb and lifeless. It was only when she finally snapped out of it that she dragged herself up to wash.

The bathtub faced the ocean, but she didn't have the energy to care. She just went through the motions, like a robot