*Maddy*

Several days have passed since Isaac woke up. I’m still processing it—him coming back from a coma, and the aftermath of the war.

Everything seems too peaceful. The sudden shift from pre-war times when there was nothing but tension in the air to now feels too abrupt. The war ended before it began, really. A few weeks seems like nothing in the grand scheme of things.

The past three months have been the hardest part about it. I basically just floated around the ...