June

{Soundtrack: Mozart/Requiem – “Lacrimosa”

My fingers brush the steel bar of the office door.

I pause, breathing in. The weight of what I’m about to do sits heavy in my chest. I push the handle down, slowly.

The door gives way with a soft, dragging sigh, and a shaft of pale light slices across the floor.

I step in.

My lashes flicker once, slowly dropping a blink, then it flick twice.

I feel the air inside, thick with her perfume, his cologne, and something else.

Then I see ...