AZURA.

I stepped out of the shower, towelling my hair to see Leo sitting at the edge of the bed smoking a cigarette, lost deep in thought. His shirt buttons were open, with his elbows resting on his thighs, a few strands of his hair falling in front of his forehead.

The boys had left not long ago, and we had retreated to our bedroom. It was past midnight, yet I wasn’t sleepy, despite the lack of sleep the night before. With everything going on, sleep just didn’t feel like a priority.

“What’s on your mind?” I asked, tossing the towel into the washing hamper before walking over to him....