Emma

I let out a long, weary sigh as soon as Knox step out of my room. 

The soft click of the door closing feels like it’s echoing in the silence that fills the space, making everything feel strangely empty and heavy. It’s like his absence pulls all the air out of the room.

I move slowly to my bed, my body feeling like it's carrying a thousand pounds. I fall onto the mattress, burying my face in the pillow. 

The exhaustion isn’t from my job. No, it’s this constant, gnawing frustration deep inside me. This unshakable feeling of hitting a dead end in my personal search, one that’s leaving...