Dark Room Love: The Story Of A Lonely Girl In A

For as long as she could remember, Elara had preferred the edges. The corners where the ceiling met the wall. The hours just before dawn when the rest of the world was still swimming in the shallow end of sleep. Her room was a cube of velvet shadow. The blinds were drawn not to keep the world out, but to keep the proof of her loneliness in.

Instead, he reached over and very gently pulled the cord on the blinds. They rattled up, exposing the window to the newly lit sky. The Story Of A Lonely Girl In A Dark Room Love

“You don’t have to stay in the dark,” he said. For as long as she could remember, Elara