C67 Chapter 67

Medora

I had just finished cleaning the kitchen and doing the dishes after dinner. Clyde had tried to help, but I yelled at him to stop. It felt too domestic—like we were some happy couple working together, and I didn’t want that.

Afterward, I decided to check on Clyde and Bronwyn before heading to bed. Quietly, I slipped into his dimly lit room. They were both asleep