Cigarette smoke rose, adding to the cloud that had yet to dissipate, lingering just above your head. The stripes on the sitting room curtains appeared distorted through that filter.
To A Strong-Willed Little Girl
Your Answer Is In The Question
Dearest Friends and Family
A Story of Tongues and Knives
Same Time Next Week
Every week, without fail, her therapist would ask her the same questions, and again without fail, Emilia would sit there and avoid taking any actual steps towards a resolution. Not that she didn't want to get better, but the fear she had when she approached those memories, those feelings, was just too much. She preferred the isolation of separating herself from that which made her human.