SCARLETT ROSE
The night was quiet, but the silence told me something was wrong.
Kieran had been gone for hours, and although I was used to his absences due to his responsibilities, tonight felt different.
Since we started facing the horrors surrounding us, an invisible tension seemed to grow between us, as if something bigger was about to happen.
I walk around the apartment, unable to focus on anything.
The warmth of the tea in my hands can’t chase away the cold I feel inside.
I try to distract myself with a book, but the paragraphs blur before my restless eyes. Finally, I hear the sound of the door unlocking, and my heart leaps.
Kieran walks in, but something about him is off.
He carries a weight I immediately recognize — the same look he had when he tried to tell me about the bon
