Chapter 19 Nineteen

• Mikhail
• Maria and I sit across from one another in the dining room, surrounded by glass and mirrored walls as dinner is served.
• Every item of furniture in this room is translucent or made of glass. The sensation of being suspended in nothingness makes me feel alive. Others find it agoraphobic, but I like feeling untethered among the universe, as dramatic as it may sound. It gives me a sense of freedom away from my responsibilities. She doesn't seem to notice the room except every once in a while. She looks up at the window.