*Noah*

With each day that passed without any news or sightings of Daven, I felt myself suppressing my anger and hatred more and more. Zara had been good at soothing me at night, often making love to me to ease some tension out of my body.

Oftentimes, just holding her and talking to her about my frustrations toward the whole situation calmed me enough to be able to get through each day.

“All the stress isn’t good for you,” she had said to me one ...