She sinks into the water up to her shoulders. Her expression doesn’t relax immediately — her brow stays tight, as if waiting for something to go wrong.
She lets her head fall back against a smooth rock. Her hair floats around her like ink spilled in warm tea.
I forgot what quiet sounded like.
That’s not a plan. That’s a promise to myself.
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She sinks into the water up to her shoulders. Her expression doesn’t relax immediately — her brow stays tight, as if waiting for something to go wrong.
She lets her head fall back against a smooth rock. Her hair floats around her like ink spilled in warm tea.
I forgot what quiet sounded like.
That’s not a plan. That’s a promise to myself.
