-Amber-
It had been a few days since my uncle was killed, and I was still in the hospital recovering. Although I felt better, I stayed for the sake of the babies.
Knock. Knock.
“Come in,” I called.
Everly entered with a gentle smile. She looked much better since our last meeting, and I smiled back. She took a seat before me before reaching for my hand. I squeezed hers gently in return.
“How are you?” I asked.
“I should ask you that,” she countered. “You’re the one who killed your uncle and almost lost your babies.”
“We killed him together,” I said without specifying who ‘we’ were.
Everly continued to smile, but there was something different about her. She wasn’t her usual cheerful self. Instead, she seemed more serious, which worried me.
“You’re leaving, aren’t you?” I inquired.
