Silentria:Chapter 10. Content Warning.
The house looked smaller than she remembered.
That was always the first lie the house told.
From the road, it almost seemed harmless now… quiet, weathered, forgotten by time. The paint peeled from the siding in long curled strips, and the porch sagged slightly beneath the weight of years and storms. Grass had grown wild around the steps, swallowing the stone path Aria once ran barefoot as a child.
