-Zayn-
The moment I stepped into Sean's house, it felt as if the air had chilled around us, filled with the remnants of dread that clung to the walls. It was around seven in the morning, early enough that the sun had barely broken the horizon, yet the world outside felt suffocated by the darkness we had just experienced. Before I could even take a breath, Lizzie was there, rushing into my arms, and I felt her body shake with sobs against my chest. That weight of her distress wrapped around me, a stark reminder of the nightmare that had pulled us all into its depths.
"Zayn, I'm so scared," she cried, her voice muffled against my shirt. I could taste the salt of her tears on my skin as I tightened my grip, holding her as if I could shield her from everything that threatened to destroy her
