Every time Audrey fell asleep, it wouldn’t be long before he would wake up crying my name.

Each time he awoke, his face was drenched with tears.

The more he cried, the more numb I became.

Until one day, I noticed that my soul was gradually becoming lighter and more transparent.

I was finally nearing the freedom I had longed for.

My soul finally left Audrey’s side.

I floated back to the home where I had always lived, even though there was never a room for me, even though I had only ever stayed in a corner of the living room.

I still had a unique attachment to it.

My...