Raven
Something was wrong. The air was tense, and the danger was palpable. I didn't know how I knew — only that the air felt heavier, like the city had taken a breath and was holding it. My chest ached with the kind of unease that didn't come from fear alone, but from recognition. Like the universe was turning its face towards me again whether I was ready or not.
Chris drove in silence towards my store. They said it was time for me to get out of the house, and they were excited for me to see the renovations so far. I wanted to retreat and curl back into my bed, but I knew I would never forgive myself for it. His silence was tense though, and that alone should have warned me.
"You're being weird," I said finally, watching the familiar streets blur past the window."
"I'm being quiet,"
