I didn’t sleep that night. I couldn’t bring myself to sleep after everything that had happened.
Not really. Everything was weighing heavy on me so much that I couldn’t even focus on one thing. My brain was racing, going through different scenarios, playing out each one like a movie on repeat.
I stared at the ceiling for hours, letting the silence press against my skin like a weight I couldn’t quite shake off. The bond still burned warm in my chest, not painfully, but powerfully. The aftershock of what we’d just done hadn’t worn off. It pulsed in my veins, thrummed beneath my skin, lit every corner of me with a fire I hadn’t known I was capable of holding.
And yet, I couldn’t feel the peace I hoped would come with that act.
Not while the ones who’d taken so much from us were still out t
