Not Holding My Breath, (Paperback)

<p>After twenty years of marriage, Elena Marquez finds herself alone in a house too large for one person. Too quiet. Too full of rooms she no longer knows how to fill.</p><p>So she fills them with strangers.</p><p>Five students from five countries arrive with suitcases and secrets-a Brazilian musician who plays like breathing, a Nigerian writer who sees through armor, a Moroccan architecture student who draws energy lines instead of floor plans, an Indian philosopher who carries stories like medicine, and a Korean engineer determined to measure the unmeasurable.</p><p>The house on Primrose Lane is not ordinary.</p><p>It responds. To honesty. To grief. To the magnetic pull between two people who refuse to name what they feel. Lights flicker when truth surfaces. Dust suspends when breath is held. A hidden room stays warm regardless of season. And somewhere beneath the stairs, a tin box waits to be found-containing a photograph of a woman who looked present in her own body, a letter that reads "waiting is not the same as longing," and a small brass key that opens nothing Elena can find.</p><p>As Elena navigates divorce papers and midnight kitchen conversations, samba lessons and philosophy over chai, she discovers that the house isn't haunted-it's listening. And what it hears most clearly is the breath she's been holding for years.</p><p>This is not a love story about a woman and a house. It is a love story about a woman and herself-and the five strangers who become mirrors, the one who sees her blueprint, and the quiet revolution of learning to inhale.</p><p>Set against the backdrop of a multicultural household where grief and desire share counter space, NOT HOLDING MY BREATH explores what happens when a woman stops bracing. When she allows herself to be seen. When she realizes that waiting is passive, but becoming is not.</p><p>Some houses wait. Some women stop.</p><p>This is for everyone who has ever stood on a threshold, unsure whether to enter or retreat. For the divorced, the displaced, the ones who forgot they were magnetic. For anyone learning that presence is not performance-it is permission.</p><p>Welcome to Primrose Lane. The door is open. The house is listening.</p><p>Are you ready to breathe?</p>

• Not Holding My Breath, (Paperback)
• Author: Honorevose
• ISBN: 9798233049873
• Format: Paperback
• Publication Date: 2026-02-25
• Page Count: 136