Lara
Everything happened too fast for my brain to properly register. One second, there was the muffled hum of quiet—the kind that made you think the night might just pass peacefully—and the next, chaos ripped through it like claws through silk.
Glass shattered, sharp and vicious, the sound tearing through every room at once. It wasn’t just one window—it was several. The noise bounced off the walls, overlapping with the metallic crash of something heavy in the kitchen. Doors slammed, banged, and burst open as if the whole house had been yanked awake in violence.
The girls screamed.
The sound yanked me up from the water, my body reacting before my mind could even catch up. I was still half in that hazy, heat-drained state from before, my muscles sluggish and my head not fully clear. But
