Silence can be deafening from "summary" of The Thing Around Your Neck by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
The silence stretched between them, heavy and burdensome. It was not just the absence of noise; it was a presence in itself. It filled the room, suffocating any attempt at conversation. She had expected words, perhaps even anger, but his silence was like a wall, impenetrable and unyielding.
As the days passed, the silence grew louder. It seemed to echo in the empty spaces between them, a constant reminder of what had been left unsaid. She tried to fill the void with small talk, with meaningless chatter, but his silence swallowed it up, leaving her feeling small and insignificant.
She wondered if he even realized the power of his silence, the way it dominated their interactions. It was a weapon, sharp and cutting, leaving her wounded and vulnerable. She longed for the sound of his voice, for any sign that he still cared, but all she received was his steely gaze and the oppressive weight of his unspoken words.
In the end, it was not the shouting or the accusations that hurt the most; it was the silence. It was the gaps in conversation, the unspoken truths that hung heavy in the air. It was the deafening roar of words left unsaid, of feelings left unexpressed. In that silence, she found herself adrift, lost in a sea of unspoken emotions.
And so, she learned that silence could be the most powerful weapon of all. It could break hearts and shatter dreams with its quiet insistence. It could drive people apart, creating chasms that seemed impossible to bridge. In that silence, she found the truth of their relationship, laid bare and raw for all to see. It was in the quiet moments, in the unspoken words, that she truly understood the depth of his silence, and the pain it caused.
