Evan’s POV

The apartment was far too quiet, just like it had been for the past few weeks. Evan sat on the edge of the couch with his phone in his hand while he stared blankly at the television.

Morning sunlight spilled through the windows, illuminating his home, but instead of making the apartment glow, the sunlight only made everything feel emptier.

No matter how hard he tried, Evan had not slept properly for weeks at least. Honestly, he couldn’t even remember simple things anymore. Just as he shifted his position on the couch, a loud laugh suddenly echoed from the hallway behind him before Lyra walked into the living...