Miran did not sleep that night
The message on her phone replayed in her mind like a quiet echo You were recommended. Those words felt unreal as if they belonged to someone braver, someone louder someone who wasn't her
Morning came without asking
She stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection. Her eyes looked tired, but there was something else there too something uncertain, something new. Hope scared her more than pain ever had.
Outside, the building was taller than she expected. Glass walls reflected the sky, cold and intimidating. Miran paused at the entrance, her hand hovering over the door handle. People passed by her confident purposeful.
She almost turned back
But then she remembered the room she had left behind. The silence that was no longer enough The life that felt like it was slowly closing in on her.
She pushed the door open
Inside everything smelled like new beginnings paper coffee quiet ambition. A woman at the desk looked up and smiled politely
You must be Miran
Her name sounded strange coming from someone else's mouth
Yes she whispered
The woman handed her a visitor's badge Welcome. They're expecting you
They
That single word made her chest tighten
As Miran walked down the hallway, she felt small Every step echoed too loudly as if the walls themselves were watching her. She wondered if they could see her fear if they could tell she didn't belong here
Then she reached the door
It was half open
Voices spilled out calm confident, unfamiliar This was it The moment where her quiet life began to shift
Miran took a deep breath
Silence had carried her this far
Now, she had to learn how to walk without it