THE LOOK ON his face could make people think he was actually dead.
Kaden mirrored the expression of a dead man. He looked ashen, white-pale, almost like he didn’t have any blood. He was cold to the bones. Even his lips appeared to be whitened. He was a ghost. A phantom who was stunned in his place. Left wondering about the world and what he must do next. If it wasn’t because of the subtle rising of his chest, I would have thought he was mortified to death on his feet.
Silence stretched between us like an impending doom. There was this tension that weighed the room. A stilled rock lodged itself on top of Kaden so that he wasn’t able to move much. Even though he was right there, I didn’t feel him at all. It was almost like he had disconnected from the world. His body was still here, but hi
