Connor's POV
The night was calm when I got home, but something in the air made me frown.
I couldn’t explain it, but there was a tension that put me on edge the moment I set foot on the porch. The door was closed, as always, but when I turned the handle, I felt resistance.
Like something was blocking the way.
I pushed harder, finally forcing it open, only to freeze in place at the chaos waiting on the other side.
“Elise?” My voice echoed through the living room, but there was no response.
I took a step inside, feeling my chest tighten with every detail I noticed. The table was split in two, shards of wood scattered like it had exploded from the center. The window glass was shattered, and there were blood drops on the floor, leading toward the fireplace. The whole place smelled of a fi
