- Zayn -
The first tendrils of dawn peeked through the window, casting a soft glow across the room where I lay in quiet turmoil. The events of the past few weeks swirled around my mind like a tempest, each thought sharp and cutting. I stared at the ceiling, trying to will my weary body to find rest, but sleep eluded me like a mirage in the desert. The night had been torturous, filled with murmurings of Nathan's invasion of Lizzie's sanctuary. His face flashed before me, a malevolent mask that threatened not just her peace but her very essence.
Lizzie, my beautiful Lizzie, deserved better. She hadn't asked for the chaos that swirled around our lives, but it clung to her like a shadow, ever-present and suffocating. I could still see the way her eyes had filled with fear when we'd learned
