Chapter 16: Breaking Point 2.
The streets were eerily quiet, the kind of silence that made the world feel like it had stopped spinning. The glow from the convenience store’s neon sign flickered, casting a dim, uneven light on Cielle’s slouched figure. She sat on the curb, gripping a half-melted popsicle in her hand, her gaze distant and unfocused. A droplet of the sticky treat dripped onto her knuckles before falling to the ground.
With a frustrated grunt, she suddenly hurled the popsicle away. It hit the pavement with a dull splat as she let out a heavy, shaky breath, her chest rising and falling in uneven rhythms.
“Poor popsicle.”
Cavier’s voice startled her. She whipped her head toward him, her wide eyes meeting his. For a split second, she seemed ready to snap, but when she saw wh
