A Season of Heartstrings

1: HOM

sy with her life in New York to do anything with it. Until now. She stepped out of the car and took a deep breath, the crisp air filling her lungs. The city had been suffocating, with its endless noise and crowded streets. She'd thought she could find herself there, but instead, she'd only lost more of who she was. New York had been full of dreams, but it had also been full of heartache.Clara walked up to the front door, her hand trembling as she inserted the key. The door creaked open, and she was greeted by the musty smell of a house long abandoned. The furniture was covered in white sheets, and dust clung to every surface. It was as if time had stood still. She wandered through the rooms, her footsteps echoing in the silence. Each room held a memory, a piece of her past. But that was all it was now memories. She needed to make new ones, to find a way to move forward.Her foot