- Zayn -
I cradled Elizabeth in my arms, her slight form a fragile weight against me as I rocked her gently. The faint strands of her hair brushed lightly against my arm, her breath a whisper barely audible in the stillness of the dimly lit room. I could feel the warmth radiating from her, mixed with the unsettling chill that had settled deep within me, gnawing at my insides like a ravenous beast. She looked peaceful lying there, but peace was the last thing I felt at that moment.
Samantha stood nearby, her expression etched with worry as she glanced between me and her sleeping sister. The weight of the day hung heavily in the air, suffocating and thick. I felt an overwhelming surge of anger as she began recounting the ugly details of the scene downstairs. Her words barely registered as
