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She didn't jump because she wanted to die.
She jumped because she had run out of ways to stay without disappearing.
In the stillness that follows, she finds herself somewhere unexpected - a space between breath and memory, between collapse and return. A hospital ward divided by thin blue curtains. A place where sound travels, where presence is felt before it's seen, where two lives pause on the edge of something unfinished.
Between Curtains is a quiet, emotionally precise novel about money, care, control, and the slow erosion that happens when endurance is mistaken for strength. It traces the invisible deals women make - with partners, with systems, with themselves - and the cost of being "fine" for too long.
Told through shifting inner worlds, memory, and movement, this is not a story about rescue or reinvention. It's about what happens when survival is no longer enough. When staying alive becomes a choice, not just a matter of survival. When agency returns, not dramatically, but through attention, practice, and presence.
For readers drawn to emotionally layered fiction, reflective pacing, and stories that sit in the quiet spaces - the ones that don't shout, but stay with you.
This is a story about the moment before the step.
About what it means to pause.
About what remains - and what becomes possible - between curtains.