CHAPTER 58
SANTIAGO
HERE AND THERE
Is this how difficult it is? We're f*****g screwed then. I think.
I never realized how loud silence could be until we were all trapped inside the house with worry sitting between us like an invisible housemate.
The rain had stopped sometime before dawn, and the air outside was clean, but inside… everything wasn't as serene as it was outside. It might be quiet, but the worry hanging on all our minds was enough to thicken the air.
Callie was curled on the couch, Matteo pressed against her like he needed to feel her heartbeat to keep his own heart beating. His head rested on her chest, and she had one arm wrapped around him protectively, fingers tracing slow circles between his shoulders and his hair.
He looked exhausted…. Scratch that, we all were
