CHESTER
I have been laying on my bed, just counting the ceilings so far since I woke up. It has been a lazy morning. f*****g lazy. Yesterday was, so was the day before.
In fact, since I got back from the south. Seeing Nova in that goddamn state all covered in sooth, I don’t think anything has suddenly become as serious to me as figuring the perfect way to take her out of that pack of horror. Seeing Nova just brought back the whole trauma that came with Lyra’s death.
When Landon called that night, before I could meet up with him to try to save her, she was gone. She was f*****g gone! Her remains were already covered in soot, her face, unidentifiable. The next day was going to be her birthday, I already got her a gift she has always wanted – a customized twin baby cot with her personal m
