♥ Chloe ♥
I felt like I was dead on my feet. The day had been far too long, and despite everything that had happened, all I wanted to do was get inside of my apartment and relax. Jethro had offered to cook us dinner, but I had declined. I needed some time to myself to process everything that had happened. But the moment I unlocked the door, I knew something was wrong. The handle stuck for a second longer than usual, and when it finally gave, the door swung open too fast. Too easily. I stepped inside slowly, and then I froze. My apartment, my safe little haven, had been torn apart. The couch's cushions had been ripped. Picture frames had been shattered. The living room lamp lay flickering on the floor. My kitchen drawers and cupboards were all open, and everything lay on the floor. I walke
