The rain hammered against the windows of the lakeside cabin, a relentless, insistent rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my own heart. It had been a week since I’d arrived,…
The rain hammered against the windows of the old Victorian house, a relentless rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. It had been a long, lonely week, filled with…
The rain hammered against the windows of the old Victorian house, mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. It had been a slow descent into madness, a gradual unraveling of…