Chapter 90 Would He?
- Narine – Third Week After the Announcement
- I don’t know when the thought first crept in.
- Maybe it was in the quiet moments between shifts, when the hum of the coffee machine faded and I caught myself staring out the window longer than necessary. Or maybe it was in the nights, after I stopped crying, when all I could hear was my own pulse pounding with questions I didn’t want to answer.