UNKNOWN POV
The coffee was bitter on my tongue, but I sipped it anyway. I didn’t know how I felt about the call.
The warmth did nothing to soothe the coldness in my chest.
The morning outside my window was painted in gold, the sun stretching over the land like an artist with an infinite canvas. Birds chirped from the cherry blossom tree outside, their songs a soft melody against the silence in my room.
A beautiful morning. A peaceful one. And yet, I felt neither beauty nor peace.
The moment my phone rang, I knew. I knew.
I lifted it, pressing it against my ear, my heartbeat oddly steady. “Report. Any news?”
The voice on the other end was calm, her words composed, almost indifferent, but I heard it. The hesitation. The unspoken weight behind her news.
I just knew that something abo
