🕯 The room remembers.
Not with ghosts. Just… habits.
This is the opening image from my debut fic What the Room Remembers — a soft, aching reunion between Alhaitham and Kaveh, told through the lens of memory and the weight of absence. There’s no yelling. No fireworks. Just silence, and all the things it echoes with.
Read the fic in my post below.













