Maximus

Rebecca didn’t move.

Not at first.

She just stared at me, her jaw tight, as if debating whether to push for more answers or let it go. In the end, she said nothing. Just exhaled a breath like she was trying to release the weight of what she’d just seen.

I turned and started walking, trusting she’d follow.

And she did.

The forest was quiet as we moved, too quiet. Even the birds seemed to know not to make a sound around me right now. Every ...