-- Grizelda --

The quiet hum of the evening filled the house as I perched myself on the couch. There was a cup of tea in my hands.

Leo was upstairs. Most likely he will be immersed in one of his books or quietly playing with his toys. The house was calm, but my mind was far from it.

My head kept replaying the chanced encounter between Alex and Leo in school today. He knew. I saw the way he’d looked at Leo… I saw how the spark of recognition came to life in his eyes. My stomach tightened into several knots as the memory replayed.

This was all because...