the space between breaths

She isn't afraid of the world.
She's afraid of what it does to her.

Saphira has perfected her smile, learned how to stand still while her heart races and her lungs forget how to work. No one notices the quiet battles she fights just to exist in rooms that were never built for someone like her.

Then she steps into their orbit.

Being near them feels dangerous in a different way - because they see too much. The cracks. The fear. The parts of her she hides even from herself. And loving them means risking the one thing she's never had control over:

Falling.

But fear can build walls.
And love... has a way of tearing them down.