Single tear

As Mindy hung up the phone, a wave of anguish washed over her, threatening to drown her in its depths. She clutched her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white with the force of her grip, as if holding on for dear life.

Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision as she struggled to make sense of the turmoil raging inside her. The pain in her chest was palpable, a heavy weight pressing down on her, making it difficult to breathe.

With trembling hands, Mindy buried her face in her pillow, muffling the anguished sobs that threatened to escape her lips. She wanted to cry out, to scream until her lungs gave out, but the fear of being heard by her mother kept her silent, her cries stifled by the suffocating grip of despair.

In the darkness of her room, Mindy felt utterly alone, isolated in her pain. The walls seemed to close in around her, suffocating her with their oppressive silence.