Calista
“ I am the silent reaper,” I whisper, lowering my head.
August is quiet for a while. I walk closer to him, but he raises his hands to stop my movements.
“ Please, let me explain.” I plead I blink back a few tears.
“ I believe you have explained everything, Calista. You are the silent reaper,” He murmurs slowly as if the words are now fully settling in.
He takes a step forward and another until he passes by me like I am a stranger.
I raise my hand to grab him by the jacket but drop it instead. I watch him walk away from me and my heart aches.
He opens the door, and closes it firmly, leaving me alone on the rooftop.
The rooftop is bare except for a few flower pots that are littered around.
I make my to the railing, standing in the same spot that August was standing
