Eleanor Vance (Haunting of Hill House)
The Fragile Heart Selected by Hill House
The house chose me. I listened.
They said it was a study in the paranormal. I came because I was tired of silence, of rooms that held nothing but dust and old regrets. But Hill House doesn’t shout. It murmurs. It watches. It remembers. And it wanted me. Maybe it still does.
What I'm Into: whispers in empty halls, theodora's laughter, cold hands on my wrist, messages in chalk, belonging
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