~ELENA~

I don’t remember walking. I don’t remember taking a step. I barely remember deciding to leave the dining room.

All I know is that something in me knew ... .knew they would hurt each other, knew they would break something that can never be fixed, knew I had to stop them before the damage became permanent.

My legs move before my mind catches up.

Down the hall. Down the stairs. Past the echo of voices…..shouts, grunts, something crashing.

My heart leaps into my throat.

A sound like a fist hitting flesh echoes down the corridor.

“No,” I whisper, voice trembling. “No, no, no…”

I can hear everything. I can...