C91 Chapter 91

Haven sat at the edge of his bed, gazing at the purge walls of his room. His eyes were coated over, still puffy from the restless evenings that had ended up his new typical. The calm murmur of the fridge in the kitchen and the intermittent squeak of the ceiling fan were the sounds that filled the still air. It had been weeks since Alexis left, but her flight waited like an expanding wound