The room is tidy now, bright and clean. With the chaos gone, an atmosphere of loneliness, as if no one had lived here for a long time, fills the room and nearly suffocates me.
Who cleaned up?
I tap my aching head with my knuckles. Right, Banxia came by last night.
It was to talk about how I killed her sister.
Theme: Seeking wholeness.
It was actually written and published in one go. It's really yours.