The Stolen Comfort
Language: en
Trapped at home by a raging storm, a familiar cramp seized my stomach – my period had arrived unexpectedly early. I pushed through the discomfort, heading to the utility closet. My plan was to grab the pads and pain relief tea I’d stashed away, but when I pulled open the door, I froze. The shelves were bare, completely empty. A million questions flooded my mind, wondering where everything had vanished to, when my phone buzzed with a notification. It was a social media post from Lily, Liam's childhood friend. The photo showed her beaming, clutching an entire unopened box of sanitary pads…