RuinedI barged after her right to our home, a building that looked just like any other, only more run down.
The thousands of windows were dirty, the interior shady, and the elevator broken ever since we’d moved in.
That meant that Linn and I had to climb the stairs to the eighteenth floor multiple times a day – which was really, really problematic. But at least it now allowed me to catch up with her.
“Linn,” I repeated when my longer legs had finally won. Carefully, I laid a hand on her shoulder and pulled her to a stop. “What is it?” I asked, using my free hand to turn her symmetrical face towards me… to see tears gleaming in her eyes.
Helplessness clawed at my chest, and I felt my fingers starting to tremble. “Talk to me, please!” I all but begged.
But Linn didn’t talk. She just bur
