Asa narrating:
The sun entered through the window like an uninvited intruder, illuminating the room with a light that felt cold and distant. I woke up feeling disoriented, my heart heavy as if an invisible weight was pressing on my chest. Everything around me felt surreal. The walls, once welcoming, now seemed to close in on me, and the bed smelled of despair and sadness.
I remembered what had happened. There was an echo in my mind, an uncomfortable memory that wouldn’t let me be. The words I didn’t want to hear still resonated – “Unfortunately, Luke didn’t make it.” And the world, which had once revolved around my love for Luke, now felt like a shadow, a painful reminder.
I sensed someone’s presence even before I saw him. Vito was there, sitting on the edge of the bed, his expression o
