★Nathan★
After Cassandra and Timothy left Annie’s apartment building, the hallway felt unnaturally quiet. The echo of the door shutting behind me lingered in my ears, and for a long moment I didn’t move. My jaw throbbed where Timothy had punched me, and my thoughts were a tangled mix of guilt, confusion, and exhaustion. I cared about them both. I understood why they were worried. But I also knew that nothing I said in that moment would have made sense, not without time to explain everything properly. And I didn’t have that time. At least, not yet. I exhaled slowly, rubbing the sore spot along my jaw.
“Who was at the door?” Annie asked curiously as she came out of the bathroom. Rebecca zoomed past her and into her bedroom.
“Ah…Timothy,” I answered. I didn’t want to say that Cassandra h
