Maya

At night, the flashbacks hit me hard, snatching away any traces of sleep.

I sat up after a whole hour of tossing and turning on the bed. At this point, I knew I would have to spend the rest of the night wide awake.

It was no longer the same pack, the same room, the same people, but everything in my life still felt eerily familiar. Maximus and Leonardo were haunting presences in my life. Yet, upon rejecting them, a void lingered in my heart, a palpable absence of ...