La vida

A cool October evening settled over the little cottage on the outskirts of York. Margaret Turner curled

The night closed in over London like a shroud, heavy with the promise of sorrow. Thick clouds crawled

Two sides of solitude Amelia Harding stood before the bathroom mirror, biting the lower lip.

23October 2025 Dear Diary, The evening was crisp, the October chill already slipping through the windowpanes.

My son told me hed bought me a countryside cottagebut when we arrived, I felt the ground give way beneath my feet.

Emily Clarke stands before the mirror, biting her lower lip. Her fingers fidget with a stray lock, repeatedly

The night hung heavy over London, thick with the promise of tragedy. Dark clouds lumbered across the

On her mother’s advice, the husband took his ailing wife to a remote countryside retreat A year