Chapter 16: Strangers and Sandwiches

Noah’s

I walked into school the next morning, my head feeling heavy and dull, my mood darker and more hopeless than ever before. I hadn’t seen Enzo since the previous night, when he had carried me gently to bed, his hand lingering in my hair, whispering confusing things I didn’t truly understand. Why does it have to be a human? His voice kept echoing in my mind, soft and broken, like he was genuinely fighting against his own nature. Did he actually ...