Chapter 54

• Chapter 54: Craving Silence
• Lena sits on the edge of her bed, the dim lights of the city bleeding faintly through the blinds. Her room feels colder tonight. Empty, like a space carved out and left hollow. Thoughts claw at her mind, wild and relentless, circling like vultures over something broken. She's frustrated. She's angry. But more than anything, she's confused—trying to make sense of what went so wrong.
• Her fingers dig into the soft duvet, knuckles whitening. Every second feels like another grain of sand grinding her nerves raw. She retraces everything—every moment back in the club. Everything was fine. No, more than fine. It was electric. Thrilling. The danger had lit her blood on fire. His hands on her skin, the heat, the intensity—it had been one of the most intoxicating, reckless highs she’s ever felt.