*Amelia*
“s**t, Cory, what is happening?” I sit up, panic coursing through me as I look around. The walls tremble, and the floor shakes beneath me. Everything rattles, and my heart races in response.
It’s still early Tuesday morning, the kind of early where the world feels suspended in silence, and yet here I am, caught in a chaotic rumble. Cory pulls me into his arms, his warmth a stark contrast to the fear curling in my stomach. “Relax, darling, it’s just a small tremble. Nothing to be scared about,” he says, his voice steady.
“A tremble? Like an earthquake?” I can’t help but cling to him, burying my face against his chest. How can he be so calm? The ground beneath me feels alive, and I’ve never experienced anything like this before. It’s terrifying, and all I want is to disappear int
