Story cover for Shattered Reflection  by ZaraAdler8
Shattered Reflection
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Ongoing, First published Mar 10, 2025
I stared out of the gallery window, my heart syncing with the rhythm of New York City, which teemed with life beyond the glass. The sun dipped low, casting a golden hue over the abstract paintings I cherished. Each stroke of paint held an essence, a whisper of beauty that dulled the chaos in my mind. At twenty-eight, I had fought my way into the art world, carving a niche for myself as a curator. Yet, even here, surrounded by color and creativity, shadows of my past often lingered like ghosts, reminders of unresolved wounds.
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When I got home, I had this sense of urgency overtaking me. I needed to read those diary entries and I needed to read them fast. The faster I read them, the closer I could get to Eleanor and God, did I want to be close to her. I wanted to get inside her mind and see how she worked, how she felt, how she loved. I locked my door behind me and kicked off my shoes, sitting at my desk in the corner of my apartment, by a bright window. I grabbed a piece of paper and pen, ready to take notes on what I was about to read. I would need to study them after I was done. I opened my phone to my camera roll and I swiped up until I found the first picture that I took.