Wren

I can’t sleep for two reasons.

One: The situation we’re all in plays on a loop in my mind.

Two: Ezra isn’t here.

It’s been a while since we slept away from each other, and now that I’m mad at him, I told him to leave me alone.

He did.

I’ve tossed and turned on this bed so many times, with all the thoughts running through my mind.

Slowly, I hear my door creak open. I stiffen, squeezing my eyes shut as I pretend to be asleep.

There’s a soft thud and a quiet, ...