Chapter 6: The Dawn of Severance

The night was a long, cold vigil. I didn’t sleep. I sat on the edge of my stripped bed, the packed suitcase a stark, rectangular tombstone at my feet, burying the life I had known. The house was eerily silent. The frantic, panicked energy I’d felt from Silver through the door had eventually faded into a low, constant hum of despair, a bleak resonance that matched the hollow ache in my own chest. As the first faint light of dawn painted the horizon in shades of grey and pink, I stood up....