THALIA
I switched to an earlier shift for a reason. After what happened that night, after seeing Darius in the rain with my own eyes, working on night shifts no longer felt safe.
Daylight came with noise, crowds, and basically, humans everywhere. If Darius showed his face again, he wouldn’t be able to move as freely, and he wouldn’t be able to turn the streets into a hunting ground like he did last time.
At least, that was what I kept telling myself.
I signed out at the hospital, and exhaustion settled into me as I stepped outside. It’s three in the afternoon, and I was already thinking of just passing by a nearby park to grab some food before crashing out at home.
My stream of thoughts was cut when I felt a familiar pull settling in my chest before I even saw him. My head snapped u
