Her voice in my bones

Chapter 58: Chapter59 The walls are scared of me now



They changed my schedule.

No warning.

Just a note slipped under my door:

> "Therapy moved to 7 AM. Evaluation pending."

No signature.

No explanation.

Just red ink and control dressed up as policy.

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I knew what it meant.

They were testing my "stability."

Code for:

> She's talking too clearly now. Let's see if she cracks again.

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I arrived early.

Sat in the chair they always thought made people softer.

And waited.

Not for help.

For the performance.

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Dr. Marek walked in five minutes late.

Clipboard in hand.

Smile weaponized.

> "How are we today, Arianne?"

> "I don't know. You tell me. That clipboard seems to know me better than I do."

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He blinked.

Didn't expect the bite.

I didn't lower my tone.

Didn't raise it either.

Just stayed exactly where I belonged.

Present.

Undefinable.

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> "You've been receiving an unusual number of visitors," he said.

> "I didn't realize healing was measured by my popularity."

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He scribbled something.

Probably "sarcastic."

Probably "resistant."

Definitely "threatening."

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> "Do you feel safe here?"

> "Safe enough to survive. Not safe enough to be silent."

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That got him.

Not because it was loud.

Because it was true.

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> "I think it's time we reassess your progress," he said at last.

> "Then reassess the system too. I didn't get better. You just got tired of pretending I was broken."

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The pen paused mid-scribble.

The room felt… off-balance.

Like the walls weren't used to echoing this kind of truth.

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> "You're not afraid of us anymore, are you?"

I smiled.

Soft. Final.

> "I was never afraid of you. I was afraid no one would believe me."

> "And now?"

> "Now they do."

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He didn't respond.

Just closed the folder.

Tighter than necessary.

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Because he knew it too.

The walls weren't closing in on me anymore.

They were closing in on him.


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