My partner betrayed me and left me with traumatic memories of a toxic relationship, and all my attempts to resolve the situation failed. After some time, I decided to wander and photograph in her neighborhood, a poetic and untouched place amidst the chaotic metropolis of Tehran, to escape the annoying memories of her and the fear of the city center’s chaos (where I currently live). I walked wherever we had passed together and took photos in her absence through that place. I faced the challenge of dealing with the trauma and used photography as a healing method. The neighborhood is part of the Shemiran, the northernmost district of the capital city of Iran, Tehran. It is free from crowdedness, noise, buildings, and towering structures that resemble gravestones. I sought to find tranquility in this place