C10 LESSONS IN POWER

Another night another insomnia, I didn’t sleep.

How could I sleep, knowing someone had tried to breach our building? Knowing they’d threatened my son directly? Knowing that message 'the past is coming' sat on my phone like a countdown to something I couldn’t predict or prevent?

By the time it was day break, I’d given up on rest entirely. Instead, I stood in Luca’s doorway, watching him sleep