TRINITY

I wake up at the muffled voices from my apartment’s living room. Bash is still sleeping soundly in my bed. I feel so bad for him, but I can’t change the fact of what he just revealed to me last night.

His family loves him, no doubt about that. My heart breaks for him and for his family who loves him unconditionally.

“Sorry, sweetheart. Did we wake you up?” Aunt Abby stands up, pulling me into a hug. I doubt if she even sleeps. She looks so stressed with a puffy face. I guess she cries all night.

I squeeze her into a hug, giving her a smile that...