Kyra Chola's POV
In this kaleidoscopic world where vibrant hues painted every corner, an inexplicable emptiness lingered.
I saw my face, I saw my sisters' faces, I saw my Mother, The vibrant tapestry of this world unfolded before my eyes, revealing its beauty in every hue imaginable.... Yet, amid the kaleidoscope, a profound, endless silence lingered.
The world around me echoed with a deafening quietude.....
I wondered what my voice sounded like....
I wondered about the resonance of my name.....
I wondered what the melodic charm of my sister's voice was like – a voice existing solely in my imagination.
A wave of deep longing swept over me, and in that moment, I truly wondered.....
With my aurora night sky eyes fixed upon the auburn-haired man, I stole a glance at my sister, Kira, seated beside me.
In a realm where appearances were everything, only a select few knew my secret - the secret of my deafness.
