Chapter 3 · free to read
Three years, and I had never once heard silence. It turns out silence is the loudest thing there is.
The storm was still screaming. I simply wasn't invited any more.
The current was there. My skin knew it. The part of me that had been listening since I was fourteen was simply gone.
They put me up next to my brother in under six hours. Efficient people.
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