Lia’s pov

After a prolonged period, I awoke to complete quiet. No hurried phone calls. No quiet, strained voices can be heard outside the bedroom door. No far-off noise of a motor running too long in the driveway. Simply... silence. It was disconcerting. I remained motionless, gazing at the ceiling, attempting to understand why it felt so strange. Perhaps it was due to my anticipation of waking up with a solution, with understanding. Considering all that Dante and I discussed last night, I ...