Laura
When Talon left, I put a record on to fill the silence. I knew it was different now… He was back, he was here, I didn’t need to worry. But I still felt the echoes of his absence, the lingering unease that had settled deep in my chest. The music played softly, a bluesy tune that Talon loved, filling the room with a bittersweet ache. I moved through the kitchen on autopilot, chopping vegetables and stirring a pot of soup, but my mind kept wandering despite my best efforts to stay grounded.
The smell of garlic and onions sizzling in the pan was comforting, but it also made me more aware of how fragile this peace was. I glanced at my phone on the counter, half-expecting it to ring with bad news. Talon had said he wouldn’t be far, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was abou
