Vanilla Scents

Bell is slipping.

Living at home is hard. With depression creeping up, a dark heavy weight on her shoulders; with anxiety trapping her heart between their sharp, bony hands, Bell finds that even breathing is a daunting task at times.

Bel is sinking.

Running away from problems, hiding in the shadows of her failures, haunted by the toxicity of her past, Bel can't find a safe place to land. She finds herself questioning more and more what the beating in her chest truly means as she fails to claw her way to safety.

Bel is drowning.