The Faded Apartment
The wallpaper in the hallway had peeled back from the wall like a scab, revealing the pale, sickly plaster beneath. It was a slow, silent exfoliation. Margaret stood in the center of the room, her hands clasped tightly behind her back, fingers interlaced so tightly the knuckles turned the color of old bone. She watched the curl of paper lift. It was a pattern of faded roses, once vibrant, now...
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