Firefighters piled the place, pouring water from pipes to her house.

Her only home.

The place filled with all her memories.

All her belongings.

All her sources of joy.

All her parents' last moments. The gifts they last gave her. Photos they took together before their death.

Reene stared at the flames take all that.

Tears filled her eyes, unable to fall from shock.

“No.” She muttered again, her feet finally moving, running towards the place.

What she'd spent her last savings on. Her ...