Elizabeth

The house seemed even quieter after John left.

After finishing cleaning and tidying up the kitchen, Elizabeth went up to John’s room, the room that was supposed to be hers too. But he didn’t want her.

She went in there every morning. She tidied, cleaned, and organized everything impeccably, then looked at the huge, cold, and empty bed.

Elizabeth sighed and thought of her small back room, which was tiny compared to the grandeur of that space. She didn’t want to be there because of the