Stanza, letto, armadio, specchio

The limited space creates such an intense atmosphere, but I wonder if it also shaped the story's pacing and tension. Did anyone else feel it heightened the sense of claustrophobia?

The intimacy of their point of view adds so much depth, but I’m curious whether that was a storytelling decision or driven by the author's own reflections on motherhood and trauma.

The narration feels so genuine, but I kept wondering if there are moments where the perspective might be skewed, intentionally or not. What do others think about the narrator's reliability?