Synopsis

A subtle shift had occurred, a quiet rearrangement of the familiar landscape. The world hadn't exploded, nor had it shrunk; rather, its contours seemed subtly altered, leaving a hollow space where purpose once resided. A sense of being surplus to requirements settled upon her, a gentle but persistent ache. The vibrant hues of her existence faded to muted tones, and the feeling of being needed – a warmth that had once defined her – dwindled to a faint echo. She found herself adrift in a landscape