Alexandra's POV
I remained in my flat. Gloomy. Silent. Only my laptop and I.
The broadcast ran continuously. Detonations. Flame. Individuals jogging. Morrison's image displayed on the screen. They referred to her as a fallen hero.
I wasn't familiar with Morrison. Haven't encountered her. However, I was aware that she passed away due to Nicholas. Due to his video. Due to all that he initiated.
All that we began.
My hands were chilly. I encircled them around a coffee mug. The coffee was stale. Since this morning. I didn't mind.
My phone continued to vibrate. Communications from Sophia. By Maya. From individuals inquiring if I was alright. If I were secure.
I did not respond. What can I express?
I am responsible for this. We all participated. The Coalition. Our retribution. Our strate
