Lumi’s POV
The door clicks shut behind me, but the sound doesn’t feel final. It should feel safe, Instead… It feels thin. Like the lock is just for comfort, not protection.
I stood there for a second, hands still on the handle, breathing slower than I felt.
“Okay…” The word comes out quiet, unconvincing.
From the living room, Clover’s voice floats in. “You’re back?”
“Yeah.”
I don’t move immediately, I’m still listening, waiting. For what, I don’t even know. I don’t hear anything, just silence. I finally turn, slipping off my muddy shoes. Everything looks normal, exactly the way I left it.
I walk further inside.
Clover’s curled up on the couch, phone in hand, legs tucked under her. She glances up, eyes scanning me quickly.
“You look…” she pauses, squinting slightly. “…like you got
