LUCIEN

The knocks on the door now are too urgent compared to the ones from last night. I gently wake and look around, seeing Nirelle still lying in my arms as we had fallen asleep last night. She looked too peaceful with her thick black hair beautifully sprawled across the bed.

I stare at her, ignoring the urgency of the knock at the door. I know that whatever Theo wants to say won't be what I want to hear, and I want to savour this moment as much as I can. I look at the clock, and it is just a ...