Emma

I stay curled up on the couch for what feels like forever, my legs tucked tightly beneath me as if I’m trying to make myself smaller, disappear somehow. 

The tears that once streamed down my face have dried into stiff, uncomfortable tracks, but I don’t bother wiping them away. 

I barely even notice them anymore. My eyes remain fixed on nothing, staring straight ahead while the world around me feels distant, blurred, like I’m no longer fully part of it.

My phone rests heavily in my hands, its screen now dark after the call that shattered everything inside me. 

Knox’s voice still echoes in my head. His words replay...