Molly
I sat on the edge of the couch in the living room. The early morning light filtered through the windows, but the warmth felt cold. Officer McKnight had called and asked if I could come by the apartment to check if anything was missing after the break-in. A tight knot had formed in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t want to go alone, so I stood up from the couch and went into the kitchen where Jaden was finishing off his coffee. It was a Saturday morning and while it had been almost surreal living here with him, that single phone call had just reminded me of the very reason I was here.
“Hey, would you come with me to my apartment?” I asked Jaden, my voice barely above a whisper. Jaden looked over at me and frowned.
“Sure,” he said.
“Officer McKnight called and asked me to come down
