Chapter 15 Welcome To The Valencia Estate

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• The silence in the car makes me sick to my stomach, so much so that I feel even my quiet breaths might be too loud for this space. I look out the window, much calmer now and watch as streetlights pass by in long, glowing stretches, their reflections sliding across the window beside me, and I watch my own face appear and disappear in the glass, pale and unfamiliar, like I am already someone else. My hands are folded tightly in my lap, fingers clutching onto the fabric of my dress as though it might keep me anchored to reality, as though I might drift away if I loosen my grip for even a second.
• Everything inside me feels overstimulated and numb at the same time.