ELIANA.

Grief came in the morning.

The sun was barely out and gloom hung above like clouds of darkness.

The air was humid with a little moisture in the atmosphere from last night's rain. I leaned against the car, praying and hoping it was all a dream but alas, it wasn't.

It happened.

Holding Adam's lifeless body in my hands, or what was left of it—that happened. The bloody gore, the million thoughts racing through my mind.

"You have to call for help, ...